Chapter 91 Kaia Is Otherwordly Stunning

Kaia got into the car and sat in the back seat. When she saw the interior, she froze. Everything around her was a soft, fluffy pink—especially the passenger seat, which was covered with a plush pink cushion and emblazoned with the word "Kaia's". Hanging from the rearview mirror was a photo of her lounging on the couch in the living room at Fenton residence, soaking up the sunlight. In the photo, her expression was soft, though not overly expressive, and it radiated a sense of happiness and peace. Kaia looked around the car, touched by everything that had been arranged with her in mind. Her eyes grew misty, and her fingers gently traced the soft plush of the cushion, as if she could feel the care and warmth behind it. She remembered the first time she sat in Samuel's car after being released from prison. It was filled with traces of Wendy. Back then, she had been wearing a cheap t-shirt and jeans, and together, they probably weren't worth as much as the handbag Wendy used to stor