It took a full eight hours to fly from Los Angeles back to Banyan City.
Daisy Ginger was taken to the United States alone, but on the way back, she had Charlotte Smith with her.
In a familiar place, a familiar city, her territory, as soon as she got off the plane, Daisy Ginger relaxed, and as she relaxed, the pressure and fatigue of the past half month surged forth.
Returning home by car all the way, Daisy Ginger practically opened the door with her eyes closed and collapsed onto the sofa, falling into a deep sleep.
She slept for a full eight hours, and when she woke up, the sky outside the window was dim, and it was already four in the afternoon.
She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while before realizing that she had been carried to the bed by someone.
Who else in this house could carry her to bed? Who else but Charlotte Smith?
Thinking of Charlotte Smith, Daisy Ginger suddenly sat up from the bed.
