But Ruth Upperton also knew what she was thinking, and quickly explained, "Bertha, it's not that Grandma doesn't want you to go out, I just feel lonely being home alone. Since you want to go to the mall to shop, I'll accompany you, okay? And besides, I haven't gone out much recently; my old bones and joints are getting stiff."
"…" Bertha Marley had no choice but to hold her hand and smiled, "Grandma, it seems like you've been bored at home too, so I'll take you with me."
"Mm, Bertha is such a good child."
Ruth Upperton feigned affection and waved to call for the family driver, saying in a serious tone, "Take me and Bertha to the city district."
Half an hour later.
The car stopped in the City Center, at the most bustling high-rise complex, where luxury items were plentiful and dazzling, with everything one could want.
Of course, the crowd was terrifyingly large.
People flowed in and out like vast waves of sand, endlessly.
