Chapter 552

Even though the matter over there was crucial, Finley just couldn't bring himself to go, especially to the Muliba Desert. The climate was harsh, and the threat of outbreaks loomed over it like a bad omen. Not even the most brilliant minds wanted to venture there, much less someone like him.

As Finley left, Dylan's mind wondered back into contemplation, and before long, Yvonne and Lottie arrived in the medical room with Stella.

Seeing Lottie, Dylan quickly stood up and greeted respectfully.

Lottie guided Stella forward. "Please tend to her wounds. Oh, and she might be pregnant. See what medication you can give."

Dylan's eyes widened.

Pregnant?

That sneaky Finley, setting him up like this! If he had only checked Stella's stomach and prescribed a bunch of meds, he'd be the one shipped off to that desolate desert with him.

He'd have a word with him later, that was for sure.

Lottie

treat her wounds first," Dylan responded, quickly gathering medication safe for expectant mothers. She bandaged Stella's

study, Ronald lit a cigarette with a grim expression, tossing the pack to

out a cigarette and lighting it, his breath still uneven. "Is she really pregnant? Is

explode and

"Ronald, that's my freaking fiancée, promised by our elders, spoken with clear intent. Who

contain himself any longer, his anger flaring up as he slammed a fist onto the desk. The force

in the room was so thick it was almost

smirked coldly. "Promised by elders? Do you forget the state they were

ground out, teeth clenched. Even knowing he couldn't best Ronald, he felt his

leaning forward slightly. "They were drunk off their minds. And as someone sober,

recalled the scene. Ronald had a point; it was said when his

doesn't strip them of being elders," Xander

a soft laugh. "Is your father still considered

coot... did

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