Chapter 87 Death is a Form of Relief for Her

• Evelyn frowned slightly before her facial expression smoothed out. "I shouldn't keep you here any longer as your clothes are dirty. You should return home and get changed. Amy, see our guest out."
• "Miss Spritz, shall we?" Amy stood behind Bella's wheelchair and held its handles.
• Bella looked at Evelyn with mixed feelings before mumbling a soft okay. With that, Amy promptly pushed her wheelchair out of the house.