The More The Merrier

Chapter 697 Benjamin Picked Her Up

“Let Grandaunt know too, okay? I’ll be heading down now.” Arissa glanced into the ward one last time and left quietly, afraid that the children would follow her.

“All right, Mrs. Graham!” Edwin snickered discreetly as he watched her leave. Lunch appointment? Mr. Graham never attends any of these!

When it came to business-related social events, it was usually Ethen who went on his boss’ behalf.

After arriving downstairs, Arissa figured she should give Darius a call to let him know where she was headed.

The phone rang shortly before the line was picked up.

“Issa!”

The elderly man’s voice came through.

“Hello, Old Mr. Graham. I just got a call from Benjamin. He wants me to attend a lunch appointment with him, so you don’t have to come to the hospital since I won’t be around. Well, if you do come, Gavin and the other kids will still be here,” the woman explained apologetically.

“I’m already on my way,” Darius replied. “What lunch appointment is it?”

“He didn’t say.” Arissa glanced over to the entrance.

The elderly man let out a huff. “What kind of lunch appointment could he possibly have anyway? He probably said that because he knows I’m planning to see you.”

Amused by his grumbling, Arissa tried to console him while wearing a smile on her face.

“It’s just a coincidence, Old Mr. Graham. Benjamin wouldn’t do such a thing to you on purpose!”

taking his side?” Darius teased

Graham. He’s your

have lunch with him. If you’re meeting someone else, you don’t have to

“Got it, Old Mr.

hung up and

that very moment, stopping right in front of

The window rolled down.

in,” he called out

to the front passenger seat and sat

are we

shot her a glance. “A

her by surprise. She had thought they

along to have lunch with a friend?” she asked,

expression remained cool. “He wants to see

leaned over to help her put on her

catching a whiff of his familiar scent,

gaze darkened when he noticed her

then leaned closer

face so red?” he

panicked and pushed him away. “Aren’t we going to meet your friend? If we’re not, I’m getting off. Old Mr. Graham’s making his way over with

narrowed. “My dad came looking for you

at him

about me not feeling well