Chapter 9 of After the Real Daughter was Abused and Died, The Fake Daughter Became Sickly

Jenny was upset and distressed.

She looked at me with some regret.

But I was unaware of that. While chatting with her, I was observing the night scene outside the window.

"It's getting late. If you don't go back, Xander and Carol will be worried."

My tone was filled with reluctance, but I still asked her to leave.

Jenny wanted to persuade me to go home with her.

But before she could speak, her phone vibrated.

Just now, Carol spent hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The moment Jenny saw the text message, she stood up from the sofa, then fell back down with her hands covering her forehead, looking at me through her fingers.

"Viola, I feel a little unwell. Can you take me home?"