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Chapter 618 A Favor From Lady Luck

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Josiah, with a hint of hesitation in his voice, expressed, “You don’t always need to be strong. Should you find yourself distressed, it’s perfectly acceptable to allow yourself more time to heal.”

Lysander, already ascending the stairs with a steady and resolute tone, replied without glancing back, “Had I not been sufficiently strong. I would have succumbed to grief after losing the baby previously. Besides, Michelle is still so young, and my mother, she’s such a compassionate woman. What would become of them if 1 faltered?”

“You could’ve…” Josiah started, hoping to convey that she could still depend on him. Yet, as the words approached the brink of utterance, he found himself unable to articulate them.

Maverick, deeply worried about his daughter’s well–being, harbored the desire to find an appropriate partner for Lysander. However, he could not possibly seize upon the current delicate situation to discuss such matters with her.

Following her silently, Josiah accompanied Lysander back to her room as she battled with her grief.

Upon entering. Lysander promptly went to the bathroom, splashed her face with cold water, and inspected her reflection to ensure no tears were visible. Facing Josiah, who bore a look of concern, she inquired, “You mentioned earlier about the arrangement of the medical worker at the spa resort, is that indeed the case?”

Josiah nodded affirmatively, explaining, “Yes, within the hospitality sector, incidents involving guests occur annually. It’s a standard protocol for resorts, especially those remote from urban centers like ours, to be

equipped with medical services. Given Mr. Thorne’s health, I took the precution of ensuring these

arrangements before our arrival.”

Rarely did Lysander ask favors of Josiah. At this moment, struggling internally, she reluctantly asked.

Could you possibly obtain some painkillers from the doctor? Then, maybe just suggest it was your idea to give them to my dad?”

What Maverick didn’t want her to know, she would bear it bravely, even if it meant concealing her knowledge behind a stoic facade. She had no choice but to entrust this task to Josiah.

“Of course, I’ll handle it right away,” Josiah promptly agreed, then inquired, “What type of painkiller does he need? Or is there anything else you might need? Just list them, and I’ll discreetly deliver them to him.”

He lacked medical expertise, presuming Lysander’s request was her way of managing Maverick’s condition, who was averse to seeking medical attention.

of her limitations. She managed a faint smile and said, “I’ll write you a note. If they require a prescription over there, I’ll have Lynn

yet she couldn’t

Josiah murmured in

mother. Even now, with his illness

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father’s palpable symptoms. With a look of uncertainty, she again turned to Josiah, “Could you take care of this? If not, I’ll need

expressed by Maverick when they discussed this topic. The latter had already been enduring the torment of

“Don’t worry about the prescription, I’ll handle it. If you’re feeling overwhelmed, it’s okay to let it out. The soundproofing here is quite good–you shouldn’t keep it

realize that despite having just washed her face, tears had formed once

emotions as a self–defense mechanism. Lysander had never anticipated that she would personally experience this phenomenon she had only read about

her a tissue, then withdrew to the balcony

“The painkillers are taken care of, and you can be sure the doctor at the mansion won’t disclose anything. Also, I’ve arranged our afternoon–it’s

herself, but he still brought up Maverick to comfort her: “If you remain this distressed, Mr. Thorne will definitely notice. He cares deeply for you and his greatest desire is to see you

resonate with her.

and change. No matter

noted her revived spirit before standing to leave. “I’ll go

you for lunch,”

Mrs. Thorne

and exceptional culinary staff, maintained an impeccable reputation as

confines of a private dining room, a vibrant group eagerly selected their preferred

decided to excuse herself after overhearing the plans for the afternoon. She discreetly made her way to the main hall, seeking

having once been in a similar position as a wage worker, empathized deeply with Skylar’s discomfort. She chose not to interfere, allowing her some space. As Lysander

sense of contentment.

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