Chapter 139 Put On an Act

Normally, people could donate blood of 0.35 pints to 0.7 pints. If she drew 1.75 pints, she probably would faint. Norah's life was precious, and everything about her was precious, but compared to Norah, Zayla was a nobody. Lucy and Ophelia looked embarrassed. They were not surprised that Palmer could say something like that, but they didn't know how to explain it to Zayla... However, Lincoln remained silent. His gaze focused on Palmer, emitting extremely terrifying feelings. Lincoln's noble and cold vibe was filled with anger. In the next second, he was about to beat Palmer. But at this time, Zayla smiled and asked, "Lucy, Ophelia, are you thirsty?" When Lucy and Ophelia heard Zayla's words, they were a little stunned. "There's a vending machine over there." With that, Zayla walked towards the machine. Lincoln frowned and followed.