Bonnie stumbled into the middle of the bedroom.

She froze in astonishment with teardrops in the corner of her eyes, as she looked at the man on the bed.

"Aren't you ... you dead?" Bonnie asked in confusion.

Sebastian threw a handful of pills into his mouth, an undercurrent surging beneath his dark eyes. "Who told you I was dead?"

"Eric," Bonnie answered.

When Eric followed in, he heard the answer and quickly denied, "No, I didn't. I'm just too upset."

"But you just said, ‘Mr. Grant has already…'" Bonnie repeated.

Eric nodded. "That's true. Actually, I want to say, ‘Mr. Grant has already been fine.'"

Bonnie was shocked and did not know what to say in this case.

It turned out that all the bad emotions were because she had thought too much.

in the bedroom suddenly turned

and dragged Eric out of the room. "Don't

ointment. "He had got paint on his hands, so toxic substances went along the skin into his body. Please help to apply the ointment

"What?"

confusion,

the ointment to his hands,

called out on purpose, "You are my cousin's

servants downstairs cast eyes

help Sebastian apply ointment to

Aliyah, no one would know what was going

"Yes, I'm the best one.

it's getting late. Eric and I are going home too," Rupert said

by hand and the two disappeared quickly

back to the bedroom,

Sebastian should be right because he was just

hands

were as beautiful as artwork with knotty knuckles and long, slender

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