The appearance of a car from the Huxley Family in the compound instantly drew a lot of attention.
"What's going on? They came to move things out last time. What are they here for now?"
"Not sure. Is anyone from the Sharp Family home today?"
As the onlookers murmured, a car door opened, and Yvonne Huxley was the first to get out.
Then, a driver got out from the driver's seat, walked to the other side of the back row, and pulled the door open. The first thing that came into view was a nanmu wood cane, followed by an old woman with a full head of silver hair.
Her face was a network of deep wrinkles, but she seemed to be in good condition—poised and full of spirit.
She was accompanied by an elderly servant who stayed by her side, supporting her by the arm.
"Old Mrs. Huxley? What's she doing here?"
"If she's here to pick up her daughter's old things, there's no need for her to make a special trip in person."
