Lola hid behind the gate of the nursing home and watched inside for a while. Now that Olena seemed to be adapting well to working here, she turned around expressionlessly. Seeing the director walk over to greet her, she took out a bank card from her bag and handed it to her. "Mr. Yates, I put some money in the card. You can buy some nutritious food and groceries for the old people here. The rest is for my grandma’s medical treatment. If it’s not enough, just call me and I’ll transfer the money to you."
"Okay." Mr. Yates didn't reject her offer. The nursing home had no other source of income, so no matter how warm-hearted the director was, she couldn’t give the old people a better life. The money from Lola would help them a lot. There were not so many old people in the nursing home and it
