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 pointing a

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

worse now when she's said

"I don't know."

answer

his eyes now 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

too sharp to neglect that Annette could perceive that even

more comfortable pose and went on with

nothing of

pulled to a stop in front of the

you take Annette in, and I

Veromca told Waynett.

to get in

you

put on a gentle look, still with

a moment

an old noble family, the historic Lancaster House

of yards were encircled by white walls upon floor of marble of porcelain

daytime and full of people, either

in that yard, the whole atmosphere dramatically

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