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.

her grim aura was overwhelming enough to stop everyone from pointing a finger at

in bad condition, Veromca, who had always maintained his

she’s getting worse now when she's said to be improving the

"I don't know."

dry answer from Waynett’s

fell on the bright red rubber band around Annette's wrist, he lifted his eyebrows a little - How odd that girl who always put on black outfit should have

Annette could

more comfortable pose and went on with her

nothing of the

her! The car pulled to a stop

in, and I wait

Veromca told Waynett.

to get

missed you

look, still with one hand in the

hesitated for a moment

family, the historic Lancaster House was

yards were encircled by white walls

brightly lit up like daytime and full of

Veromca’s appearance in that yard, the whole atmosphere dramatically

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