Yetta walked over carrying Sheila's handbag.
Ingrid patted Sheila's shoulder. "Someone is here."
Sheila immediately let go of Ingrid, lowered her head, and wiped her tears.
Ingrid turned around, looked at Yetta, and nodded slightly.
"Are you okay?" Yetta looked at Ingrid's pale face and said with concern, "If you still feel uncomfortable, there is hot water over there. It might make you feel better."
"Thank you. I'm fine."
Ingrid seemed calm, and she spoke politely. Her eyes were beautiful but expressionless when looking at people, and her emotions were hidden deep.
She was completely different from the woman who had vomited embarrassingly just now.
Sheila stepped forward and took the bag from Yetta. "Thank you."
Yetta laughed. "You're welcome. Besides, Mr. Quentin asked me to tak
