408: Huanhuan: I am love-brained!_3

"Okay," Edward Armstrong nodded.

Christina Armstrong followed the two out of the house and saw them to the door.

Quietly, Olivia Armstrong handed Christina Armstrong a thousand yuan, lowering her voice, "Christina, this thousand yuan is from your little aunt; don't let your parents know. If you want anything to eat or drink, just buy it yourself. If you run out of money, you can always tell your little aunt."

Christina Armstrong wanted to say something, but Olivia patted her hand.

Her niece's plight was all too clear to her.

As an aunt, this was all she could do.

After all, these were her brother's family matters, and it was not her place to interfere too much.

Christina Armstrong looked at Olivia's profile, her heart filled with a thousand words, yet she ended up not knowing what to say.

Olivia continued, "Go back and comfort your father. His life hasn't been easy!"

"Yes."