Chapter 013 Thinking nothing of the world After nodding a greeting to Waynett, Veromca opened the car door.

Annette got into the car with downcast eyes.

Veromca got on from the other side.

"How's your grandma?"

He enquired after closing the door.

Glen had finally recovered from the shock that Master Veromca, the sixth son of the noble Lancaster family, should have opened the door for Annette himself, and began to start the engine mechanically.

Waynett replied, "Under the treatment of an army medical doctor.

But not well."

But his eyes had never left Annette when he was speaking.

The girl sat at the back seat, tilting her body and playing a phone game just in a way that made her as comfortable as possible.

She just went on her own way.

was overwhelming enough to stop everyone from pointing a finger

in bad condition, Veromca, who had always maintained his composure well, now

she's said

"I don't know."

was the dry answer from Waynett’s thin

odd that girl

too sharp to neglect that Annette could perceive that even without raising her

just shifted into a more comfortable pose and went on

thought nothing of

to a stop in front of

take Annette in,

Veromca told Waynett.

to get in

you very

still with one hand in

hesitated for a moment and

the property of an old noble family, the historic Lancaster House was a quaint garden with

white walls upon floor

old Mrs Lancaster was brightly lit up like daytime and full of people, either direct or indirect clans

Veromca’s appearance in that yard, the whole

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