Chapter 561 He Is Not The One He Used To Be
In the end, Maple did not buy the paint she wanted and drove back the same way she came.
The young girl who followed her could not understand, so she frowned and asked, “We were already there. Why didn’t you buy anything before we went back? The paint can was knocked over. If you’ll want to draw, you won’t have anything to use.”
Maple drove firmly. She lightly chuckled and said, “Isn’t there a bookstore near our house? I’ll just go there and buy some paint.”
Just like Grayson, she had also understood it. There was no difference in the paint quality between the shops. She just had a small spiritual delight that she could not solve.
But coincidentally, when she visited the old place again, the spiritual delight went away on its own.
After Maple went back and bought the new paints, she was in a good mood.
When she returned to her house, the caregiver who prepared the meal at home came in a hurry to open the door. She told Maple that a guest came to visit, and Old Mrs. Howells wa
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