It was already half past one in the morning when Zachary left Charlotte’s villa. He checked his phone, only to find seven or eight missed calls from Henry.

Zachary knew he had to check in on Cynthia, or Henry would throw a fit and go after him.

After all, he couldn’t afford to anger Henry any further, so he decided to head to the hospital near Ashenville Garden to see Cynthia.

He was well on his way when he spotted a car driving toward him from the opposite direction.

Both cars pulled over, and Ben got out of the other car. “Mr. Nacht,” Ben greeted with a bow.

“What’s going on? Where’s Cynthia?”

car,” Ben replied softly. “Her wounds have been checked out. But she refused to stay in

against her seat. Her face was deathly pale, yet she still smiled and signed at him. “It’s just superficial wounds. I’m okay. Let’s

to get back into the

ultimately decided against it as it was already late, and Henry might

the courtyard in a wheelchair. His unexpected arrival gave everyone a shock as they hurriedly bowed to greet

and stared daggers at

you here?” Zachary frowned at

reach you on your phone. I thought you were dead,”

Zachary chose his words carefully. “Louis

more important than

Zachary rebuked. “Is that important enough

quiet upon hearing that. After all, Louis was a man of distinction. Should something happen to him while he was

an emergency, it would be understandable for Zachary to tend

as she helped

fraught with worry as he turned to look

superficial wounds. I’m fine.” Cynthia gestured. “Grandpa, please stop scolding Zachary. Sir Louis did have an emergency, so I had him tend to

was deeply moved by

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255