"Thank you, Sister Stella."
The business card had Stella's name on it, and Elsie quickly used it to strike back.
"Preston, let's go."
After saying that, Elsie took Preston's arm and resumed her gentle expression, looking at Harper and Stella.
"Sorry, we're going to the Irish town. We'll talk to you two next time."
"Oh, and..."
She raised the bunch of lychee roses and waved them at Harper with a smile.
"Thanks to Harper for giving me the flowers."
As she said this, she raised her eyebrows, as if to say: Thank you for giving me Preston.
She happily walked away with Preston, but when he turned around, he looked at Harper, who had remained silent the whole time.
For some reason, when he saw the expression in her eyes, Preston felt uneasy.
It seemed like something was about to be lost, making him restless, but he didn't know why.
As Preston and Elsie turned to leave, a cold and merciless voice came from behind.
"If you dare to take those flowers, I'll chop off your hand."
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