Chapter 471 Struck Down By Illness

The flight attendant had already left before Lysander opened her eyes and didn’t hear her unfinished sentence. Now, only the two of them were left staring at each other.

Looking calm, Josiah asked, “What are you looking at?”

Lysander realized it wasn’t an illusion and immediately widened her eyes. She instinctively asked, “Was that you speaking just now?”

No wonder she found the voice of the person asking for the blanket familiar.

“Of course,” Josiah chuckled as if puzzled by the question. “Who else could it be? You didn’t finish your sentence earlier. Did you also want a blanket?”

He was tall with long legs, so sitting in economy class meant he couldn’t fully stretch them out. He was forced to sit sideways with one leg crossed over the other, speaking to her in a pose that seemed casual but was actually quite uncomfortable.

Lysander pulled up her mask, muffling her voice. “Let’s wait for the flight attendant to come back.”

The flight attendant returned swiftly, handing over a blanket to Josiah.

“Thank you.”

Lysander quickly said, “Excuse me, could I also…”

Josiah casually draped the blanket over her, saying, “Here’s the blanket you wanted.”

“You should use it. I’ll ask for another one.”

“It was meant for you,” Josiah said, frowning at her haggard appearance. “It’s only been a few days, and you’ve gotten so sick?”

“It was unexpected.”

The blanket did help warm her up a bit.

first

Josiah responded with a question, “What do

you get like this?”

especially since her voice

was

eyes as he asked, “Did

“Something like that.”

her and didn’t bother to

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bit more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and

to speak, Josiah sighed. “Is attending this

at him, “Didn’t you say this summit is a rare opportunity for

newcomers?”

a reason to argue, “I said before that I could take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait another day.

seemed a bit late to say that now.

like it was splitting, so she didn’t

you’d have made some progress. But you’re still the same as before: you act like a lone hero

capable people can’t

argument with one sentence, leaned back against the window, and tried to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids

where? We’re on a plane. Should I

confused that she couldn’t understand such a

your first–class seat. I saw you and Tiffany at the boarding gate. You

she couldn’t keep her eyes open, he finally gave up arguing and changed the subject, “She’s an adult. She’s flown alone many times. I’m not her father. Do I have to follow her everywhere? Go to sleep. We still have an

his turn to tell her this, though it

exhausted

shade, and

stray strands of

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