“Artic, 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!”

away and instead looked to

strode toward the

felt super uncomfortable with how her body temperature fluctuated drastically. It wasn’t surprising that she would be sick when she had sat on

this point. Just then, she heard someone coming through the door, and very quickly, a deep male

in front

curled up, her gaze unfocused, and in a horrible state, Arthur carried her into

wide awake. She opened her eyes, having

“Put me down.”

no heed to her, carrying her downstairs and all the way to the extended Rolls-Royce. Right then, it looked as though she was the one Arthur was about to

couldn’t help crying out, “I can’t sit

to pick Emily

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

Young Master, you’re supposed to pick

Arthur ordered

the car and wanted to lean against something.

shoved him weakly, thinking she was about

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