Chapter 811

“Artie, is something bothering you?” 

“No, Grandma,” said Arthur as he came to himself. 

“Eat up then. We‘re running out of time now. We should get going soon.” – Martha advised, leading Arthur to put his spoon down. “I‘m done. Let‘s go.” 

With that, everyone traversed the hall to the parking lot, where dozens of black luxury cars lined up, and the extended Rolls–Royce would be the one Arthur would pick Emily up from the Jennings‘ residence with. 

“Artie, I‘ll wait for you guys at the chapel. Hurry up and pick Emily up.” 

“Okay.” Arthur nodded in acknowledgment. 

With that, Martha entered the car. After Arthur watched the car drive away, a bodyguard beside him urged him to get into the car. “Young Master Weiss, please!” 

Arthur held the car door but didn‘t enter right away and instead looked to a window. After a moment of deliberation, he turned to the bodyguard. “Wait here.” 

he strode toward the hall.

drastically. It wasn‘t surprising that she would be sick when she had sat on the

at this point. Just then, she heard someone coming through the door, and

imagining this? Is Arthur actually squatting in front of

gaze unfocused, and in a horrible state, Arthur carried her

opened her eyes,

“Put me down.” 

and all the way to the extended Rolls–Royce. Right then, it looked as though she was the one Arthur

 

Sophia realized where he was taking her, she couldn‘t help crying out, “I can‘t sit in that car, Arthur. Put me down!”

to pick Emily up

disregard her as he put her in the spacious back seat next to him. “To the hospital,” said Arthur to the bodyguard aside, who

Master, you‘re supposed to

ordered before

woozy as she sat in the car and wanted to lean against something. Seeing her limp body, Arthur immediately stretched his arm and secured her

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