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.

enough to stop everyone from

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

she's said

"I don't know."

was the dry answer from

odd that girl who always put on

eyes were too sharp to neglect that Annette could perceive

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

nothing

pulled to a stop in front of the

you take Annette in,

Veromca told Waynett.

get

you

put on a gentle look, still with one hand in the

for a moment and

old noble family, the historic Lancaster House was a quaint garden

encircled by white walls upon floor

Mrs Lancaster was brightly lit up like daytime and full of people, either direct

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

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