Leo stepped forward with concern and asked worriedly, "Your Highness, what’s wrong?"
Lucifer showed no reaction, and Leo was increasingly worried, "Your Highness, are you feeling unwell? I’ll go get a doctor for you!"
Leo arrived at the ward entrance, and Lucifer’s voice finally sounded faintly, "No need."
Turning around, Leo saw Lucifer raising his hand to his forehead, looking exhausted, "I’m fine."
"But you don’t look well..." Ultimately worried, Leo dared not relax easily.
Fearing deeply that his body might have any further issues.
Lucifer was silent for a long ti before waving his hand, saying with so fatigue, "Leo, go out, don’t co in unless it’s necessary."
"Your Highness..."
"Go out!" Lucifer’s voice suddenly deepened, filled with annoyance.
Leo did not dare to hesitate, "Yes."
He turned and left the ward.
Lucifer leaned against the head of the bed, closing his eyes expressionlessly.
Cecilia...
Thomas Shannon, that damned fellow!
Daring to lay a hand on his Cecilia, damn it!
...
After Sophie Sullivan went to the dical office to change dicine with George Stanford, she returned to the castle.
Entering indoors, she saw William Guillen and Edward Benson who had arrived at so unknown ti.
The atmosphere in the main hall was heavy.
She did not know what had happened; upon entering, the three stopped talking tacitly.
"What’s the matter, did I interrupt you?" Sophie Sullivan’s gaze fell on Thomas Shannon’s face, silently threatening, seeming as if she could pounce and bite him if he dared to say yes.
Thomas Shannon lightly chuckled, receiving a glare from her, then ford a fist with his hand and lightly coughed at the tip of his nose to disguise his amusent, "Fennie, you’re back?"
Sophie Sullivan: "..."
Isn’t this asking the obvious?
With such a big living person here, he just realized?
"You didn’t interrupt us, co sit down." Thomas Shannon patted the spot next to him, gesturing for her to co over.
Sophie Sullivan did not pretend, firstly because she indeed wanted to know what they were discussing, and secondly, being alone in the bedroom was boring, so she might as well stay to listen to their conversation.
Sitting beside Thomas Shannon, he picked up the water cup and handed it to her, "Have so water."
Sophie Sullivan took the water cup, her beautiful eyes scanning William Guillen and Edward Benson, both of whom looked more solemn than the other.
It seed there really was sothing important being discussed.
Sophie Sullivan sipped so water, "Don’t mind , continue, just ignore my presence."
Edward Benson tightened both hands into fists, "Thomas Shannon, I know I’m in no position to make this request to you... but right now, you have to step in to bring Isla Stanley back."
Linda?
Sipping water, Sophie narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering what’s up with Linda?
"Lillian Spencer won’t release her so easily." After a pause, he continued, "If I step in to ask, it will only make Linda’s situation worse."
Lillian Spencer holds a grudge against him, and if he steps in to rescue Linda, Linda might also beco the target of Lillian Spencer’s revenge.
So, he mustn’t step in no matter what.
Edward Benson leaned dejectedly against the sofa, "Is there really no way?"
Ultimately unwilling to see his devastated appearance, Thomas Shannon added, "For this affair, only by having my father directly ask Uncle Lillian for her will there be a deterrent, making Lillian Spencer obediently let her go."
Hope flickered in Edward Benson’s eyes, as Thomas Shannon took out his mobile phone and called Jas Shannon.
With a few words, he concisely explained the matter, and after hanging up the phone.
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