Hearing the sound of the door opening, Nicole fought nausea and softly said, "I'll leave the lemon water here for you... you can go..."
Her words were swallowed back abruptly as she looked up at the person coming in, unable to speak again.
Jose Floyd walked over, his tall frame stopped in front of Nicole, "What's wrong?"
Nicole slowly shook her head, "I'm fine, why did you come in?"
Or rather, why would he attend this party?
Jose Floyd handed the lemon water to Nicole, his tone indifferent, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Nicole's fingers trembled slightly as she took the lemon water, her eyes lowered as she replied, "No... Just a bit of a cold, probably because winter is rather cold."
After speaking, Nicole took a sip of the lemon water, feeling slightly better.
Jose Floyd didn't say much more, leaning against the sofa, standing there tall and upright.
Nicole sat on the sofa, feeling quite restless, "Jose Floyd—have you seen my foster mother's family recently?"
