"Did I ever say I was worried about her?" Jared Quinn spoke again with a chilly tone.
The butler’s face stiffened slightly, "Aren’t you going up now? Might as well."
Jared Quinn lowered his eyes to the hospital kit in the butler’s hand for a mont, then took it and walked upstairs, "Might as well take it up."
The butler "..."
Inside the bedroom, the sound of water splashing continuously ca from the bathroom. Jared Quinn pushed the door open, his gaze lingering on the bathroom door for a second before moving closer, knocking twice on the door, "Open up."
"What do you want?" Hearing Jared Quinn’s voice, lody Thorne imdiately crossed her arms defensively in front of her chest, staring warily at the doorway.
"The dical kit," a trace of darkness flashed across Jared Quinn’s handso face as he caught the defensive note in her voice. Earlier, when she undressed and tried to seduce him in his bath, she hadn’t been this guarded.
Hearing the words ’dical kit’, lody Thorne glanced at her body. There were several spots on her fair skin scraped when she fell—very painful.
She reached out and opened the bathroom door slightly, extending her small hand.
Jared Quinn lowered his gaze, focusing on her arm. Her skin was as white as porcelain, dotted with translucent water droplets, rather seductive...
He quickly averted his gaze, withdrawing his hand, and turned to leave, his voice indifferent, "Put it on the table, get it yourself."
lody Thorne "!!", what a jerk.
She withdrew her hand, washed a few more tis, put on her pajamas, and went out. Her eyes fell on the dical kit on the table, then she angrily turned away and climbed onto the other side of the big bed, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt to sleep.
"Want to help?" Jared Quinn smoked a cigarette, exhaling clouds, giving her a glance with unaffected deanor.
Upon hearing this, lody Thorne got up because she knew Jared Quinn’s words carried a threat; perhaps in the next second, he’d be as fierce and ruthless as when he kissed her by the abandoned building today.
After so thought, lody Thorne took the dical kit, pulled back her clothes, and applied ointnt on her wounds.
Jared Quinn’s gaze never left her body. Watching as she applied the ointnt from her injured calf to her knees and arm, his deep dark eyes gradually took on a layer of thin ice.
Once everything was done, lody Thorne yawned and lay down to sleep.
At Aethelburg Academy, in the temporarily constructed film set for a rehearsal.
lody Thorne deliberately arrived a few minutes late,
a large group of people was surrounding Ivy, who stood proudly in the middle of so won, listening to their sycophantic complints.
"Ivy, this ti Director Irving’s lead role has to be yours."
"Absolutely, our Ivy not only looks good but has a great figure and impeccable family background. Who could possibly snatch it from her?"
"Ivy, don’t forget to help us sisters out once you get cast as the lead."
Ivy laughed lightly in pride, "Don’t worry, none of you will miss out."
They were all willing to be overshadowed by her; how could she not see it through?
Soone walked past lody Thorne and stood by her side, their gaze filled with resentnt as they looked at Ivy, softly saying, "Those two who kidnapped you yesterday were hired by Ivy."
"So what?" lody Thorne turned her head to look at Jean Gage beside her, "You knew about this first and didn’t tell —what’s the point of saying it now?"
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