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

talking about? Knowing Old Mrs Lancaster was in bad condition, Veromca,

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

"I don't know."

dry answer

that girl who always put on black outfit should have worn a red rubber band!

Annette could

more comfortable pose and went on with her game nonchalantly, not even moving

really thought nothing of the

pulled to a

you take Annette in,

Veromca told Waynett.

get

missed you

a gentle look, still with one

for a moment and

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

yards were encircled by white walls upon floor of marble

was brightly lit up like daytime

in that yard, the whole atmosphere

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