"I... I’m not defending him." Sally Dalton gave the assistant a look, "Look at yourself right now; if anything really happens to you, how would I explain it to Mom? Just listen to this once, go back to your room and rest. I promise I’ll give you an explanation for this matter."
"Yes, Chairman, your health is the priority," the assistant chid in.
"Dad, please."
As one persuaded and the other pleaded, Bernardy Dalton looked at his daughter’s pitiable expression, and his heart ached silently.
Finally, he sighed and let the assistant help him towards the room.
Picking up the docunts from the floor, Sally Dalton followed along, helping the assistant to settle him on the couch in his room, and poured him a glass of water.
Bernardy Dalton took the cup his daughter handed him, "I’m fine, you can go."
"Alright, then I’ll go talk to him first." Sally Dalton picked up the docunts and prepared to leave.
"Sally." Bernardy Dalton quickly called her back, and as Sally Dalton walked back to him, he reached out to hold her hand, "Dad understands what you’re thinking, but you also need to know, if a man doesn’t have you in his heart, no matter how much you like him... it’s no use."
Sally Dalton pressed her lips and nodded, "Dad, I understand."
Withdrawing her hand, she turned and walked towards the door, and Bernardy Dalton watched his daughter’s back, letting out a long sigh.
...
...
The car drove into the villa neighborhood. Nathan Leafcastle parked the car outside the villa, got out, hurried up the steps, took out the key, and opened the door, seeing Sally Dalton curled up on the sofa, her face pale.
"Sally!" He didn’t even close the door as he hurriedly approached, holding her shoulders with concern, "What’s wrong... is your body uncomfortable?"
Just earlier, after receiving her call, Sally Dalton only said, "Co back imdiately," and hung up. When he tried calling back, she wouldn’t pick up, worrying Nathan Leafcastle, who rushed back as soon as possible.
"Sally!" Nathan Leafcastle knelt down, pulled down her hand that was supporting her forehead, and looked at her face, "Where does it hurt, should I... take you to the hospital?"
Sally Dalton took a deep breath and shook her head gently.
"Sit down; I have so questions to ask you."
The girl’s expression was somber. Nathan Leafcastle sensed the unusual atmosphere and imdiately sat beside her, reaching out to cover her hand with his, intending to comfort her with a few words, but Sally Dalton lifted her hand, pulling it away from his.
Feeling his palm suddenly empty, Nathan Leafcastle’s eyebrows furrowed, and his heart sank.
Looking at Sally Dalton beside him, he didn’t rashly approach her again.
"Do you..." Sally Dalton spoke softly, "Do you know Smith?"
Nathan Leafcastle froze.
Why would she ask that?
Could it be, she knows sothing?!
"Answer !"
Sally Dalton’s voice rang out again.
Nathan Leafcastle raised his face and saw her eyes intensely staring at him.
"I..." He lowered his gaze, "Of course I know him; didn’t I see him before during the bid?"
"Besides that, have you ever t him?" Sally Dalton pressed further.
The man hesitated for a mont, "I... haven’t."
Sally Dalton bit her lip, "Are you sure?"
"Sally!" Nathan Leafcastle forced an unnatural smile, "You... why are you..."
eting her gaze, his smile froze because he saw the girl’s eyes were filled with tears.
Nathan Leafcastle’s heart tightened.
"Sally, why are you crying..."
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