Summer Ford didn't say anything, she just gave her a faint smile in return.
"Alright, have a good rest first. Starting tomorrow, I'll accompany you to stroll around!" Angela took her hand, gently patted the back of her hand, and then turned to leave the room.
The room Angela arranged for Summer Ford was in her own courtyard, a very quiet Chinese-style yard, with particularly beautiful small bridges and flowing water.
A serene and nurturing place, as soon as the room door is closed, it becomes extremely quiet.
After coming here, Summer Ford's restless heart has calmed down quite a bit.
She slept deeply in her room for one night, and the next morning around seven or eight o'clock, she was led by a servant from the palace to Angela's restaurant.
By the time she arrived, the other party was already there.
"Morning, madam!" Summer Ford greeted her.
"Morning, did you sleep well last night?" Angela asked her with a smile.
