"Miss Greenwood!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
Yolanda turned around and saw the grand entrance to the old house open, with the grandfather's caregiver standing at the door.
"Miss Greenwood, Old Master Coldson is calling for you upstairs," the caregiver came out, taking the painting Yolanda had brought.
Yolanda immediately wiped away her tears and followed the caregiver inside, only to find Melissa Greenwood already in the living room.
She ignored Melissa, whispering to Isabella Ross, "I'll go up and say a few words to Grandpa, I'll leave soon after."
Old Master Coldson didn't look good, his entire appearance seemed exhausted, but upon seeing Yolanda, he immediately forced a smile.
"Grandpa!" Yolanda approached him, distressed, "How have you been lately? Why does your complexion look so poor?"
"It's nothing, I'm quite well," Old Master Coldson forced a smile, "Can your left hand paint now?"
"Yes." Yolanda nodded, "I've already started work."