Emily just got out of the taxi, and at this moment, a familiar red car stopped in front of her, the body gleaming brightly in the sunlight.
The car door opened, and Sophie Parker and Mrs. Parker hurriedly got out of the car.
While closing the car door, Sophie softly comforted Mrs. Parker beside her,
"Mom, don't worry, Dad will definitely be fine."
Her tone was firm, exuding undeniable confidence, derived from that strange dream she had, where her father's health was always robust, so she was convinced there would be no mishap in reality.
"Your dad's health has always been good; this time, it must be that wretched girl Emily who got him all riled up."
Whenever Mrs. Parker mentioned Emily, her eyes would blaze with anger, her hands tightly clenched, seething with hatred, convinced that Emily was the culprit and that all misfortune started because of her.
