Abel flushed his vomit down the toilet and wiped his face with a cold towel before entering the room. Luca could immediately tell that something was wrong with Abel as soon as he caught sight of his deathly pale face and beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

“Mr. Abel, are you alright?” Luca asked worriedly.

“I’m fine,” Abel managed to muster. “Just a little tired after showering…”

“Get some rest after dinner, Mr. Abel. You don’t look too good…” Luca said.

“Sure,” Abel said before turning to his butler. “Please serve the food now.” The butler and waiters quickly organized themselves, serving and presenting the dishes neatly in front of Abel before quietly leaving the room.

“Guys, don’t worry about me,” Abel told Luca and Janie. “Go out to a restaurant for your dinner.”

Eastwood and I will stay here with you, Mr. Abel,” Luca

that?” Abel chuckled. “I’m fine, really. Go and

They were still worried about Abel, but they knew better than

certain he was going to throw up again if he tried consuming anything. He stood up weakly and carried two platefuls of food into the restroom before flushing it down the toilet bowl and

to find the remaining dishes on the table. Luca was relieved, thinking that Abel had at least eaten half the food. He thought that Abel’s appetite had improved since they were close to finding Emma now. Luca peeked into Abel’s bedroom and found him resting

him about Sam just now. He waited at the airport lobby until Sam’s flight finally arrived at

Sam waved at

open like he was inviting Sam in for a hug, but he quickly put his arms back down at his sides, as if he thought better

soon as she finally reached

Sam, Luca grabbed onto Sam’s arm gently as he led her toward the carpark. Sam felt

for Sam in the living room of his suite. He had not eaten anything but seemed to feel slightly better after having a short

felt a tinge of guilt keeping

a seat,” Abel

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