As soon as they stepped off, both Mr. and Mrs. Davis had tears in their eyes, reddening with excitement.
Madam could hardly speak, constantly nodding her head.
Mr. Davis, with a face looking quite gaunt, said to Fristy Davis, "Fristy, quickly… quickly take us to see Aya."
Fristy Davis was filled with resentment. Both of these old people couldn't think of anything but Aya, no one cared whether she was alive or dead. She had a high fever nearing 39 degrees, traveling with a sickness just to accompany them back, feeling miserable on the airplane to the brink of death. Yet, they didn't care about her health at all.
If it wasn't for the fact that she needed to use them to get through this crisis, Fristy Davis really wanted to make some moves to quickly send these two old people to their deaths.
