Chapter 91 A Little Language Flower

Stuart took over the responsibility. Madame Rhoads, being in a state of sadness, would be detrimental to her health. When Fiona spoke, Madame Rhoads smiled, and he stood there silly, laughing along with her.

Janna observed the scene, feeling somewhat speechless. She said, "I can't understand a word, and I don't know what he's laughing about!"

Fiona stroked her hand gently and said, "Because he sees you laughing, that's why he is happy too."

Stuart was estimated to be over 6 feet tall. He had a large stature, dark skin, and somewhat fierce features. But when Janna fainted just now, Stuart had been wiping away tears, looking pitiful.

Janna smiled with relief. She lowered her eyelids and patted Fiona's hand affectionately, saying in an adoring and gentle tone, "You, my dear, are still like a language of flowers, aren't you?"

Fiona was genuinely surprised this time. "Grandma Rhoads, my grandmother used to praise me like that too. She even saved my contact as 'Little Language of Flowers' o