The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch
Chatper 655
Chapter 655 Keeping a Close Watch
“I know. I’m just rushing them on purpose, so they’ll stay focused and be more efficient,” Caspian said.
“Well, you’re Lord Caspian. Since you’ve given the order, I’m sure they won’t slack off. You don’t need to keep calling Laina every few minutes. You’re only making her more stressed,” Willow chided.
Caspian nodded in agreement.
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Back at Churron, Fergus and Lacey were still at the hospital.
It was 10:00 pm when Blake finally regained consciousness.
“Mom! Dad! Why can’t I see anything out of my right eye? Am I a disabled person now? I don’t want to live anymore!” Blake wailed.
“Don’t worry, Blake. We’ll find a way to treat your eye,” Lacey promised.
“But the doctor already said that my eye is too damaged. I can’t regain my vision, “Blake wailed again.
“There’s one way to treat you. We just need to get you an eyeball transplant. Don’t worry about this. We’ll find a donor for you,” Lacey assured.
She wasn’t going to tell Blake the truth, of course.
“Stop trying to lie to me, Mom! Who’d donate an eyeball? Plus, it has to come from a living donor,” Blake said.
“You have nothing to worry about, Blake. Your father and I will find a way. Your father has already instructed his people to find the guy who attacked you,” Lacey said.
“That’s easy, Dad. There are surveillance cameras everywhere, aren’t there? You just have to check the footage,” Blake said.
“That’s right. I’ve gotten people to start looking. I’m sure we’ll be receiving the news soon enough,” Fergus said.
“There was a high schooler, too. She was wearing a school uniform. I’m sure you can get to him by tracking her down,” Blake added.
“Don’t worry, Blake. I’ll deal with this. Now, tell me the truth. Why did that guy beat you up?” Fergus asked. He had a feeling Uriah didn’t tell the whole truth,
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the farmhouse to hang out. We had a few drinks there. When we were driving back, the storm got too heavy, so I couldn’t see clearly. We ended up crashing
of the headlights on my Maybach was damaged, so I wanted them to pay for it, but they said they didn’t have any money, so I
driving under the influence?” Fergus exclaimed in
bit! I didn’t think I’d run into someone! They were riding a sorry–ass bicycle! I couldn’t see them,” Blake explained helplessly.
These peasants riding around on bicycles are such an eyesore. They’re ruining our
too, so isn’t it normal that I give
they deserved to be taught a lesson,” Fergus
after that?”
us and started beating all
He couldn’t possibly say that he only
What a lowlife!”
right! He even said he didn’t care that you’re the real estate
an arrogant bastard. I’ll be humiliated if I don’t put him in
men
them, Mr. Jessop!” one of the men
to know is their location. Who’s
to have come from Southlake City. He’s just an ordinary person. He has a woman with her, Miranda Barton. He’s been trying to woo her. They both
them in.
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Lynch. She has a daughter named Cecilia Lynch, who’s studying at Churron High. Sherry rents some farmland where she grows her own fruits and vegetables.
is!” Fergus growled through gritted
a bunch of peasants like them! No one will
the suburban area on the northern outskirts of the city. We have their address,” the
location so quickly,” Lacey praised with a smile.
them now, Mrs.
Just keep an eye on them first. Make sure they don’t escape,” Lacey instructed.
Tom and the others, she needed
get the surgery done
was not the right time yet, so
We’ll keep a close watch on them,” the man
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