When Miranda received the call from the hospital, she was still practicing in the concert hall.
Ansley had been in a car accident, and both her feet were broken.
When Miranda arrived at the hospital, Ansley was in bed with her feet in plaster, looking pale and haggard.
Miranda hurried to the bedside and asked with concern, "Ansley, how are you?"
Ansley forced a smile and reassured her, "I'm fine. It's just a fracture. I've had surgery and will be fine with some good rest."
Miranda frowned and asked, "What exactly happened? How did a car accident occur out of nowhere?"
"It must be because of the orphanage acquisition," before Ansley could respond, another nun who came to care for her spoke up to tell Miranda.
"The orphanage is being acquired?" Miranda exclaimed, surprised. “When did
