Behind him, there were footsteps, light and quick. Moses turned his face only to see the butler cleaning up the smashed apple pulp by the table.
Meeting Moses's gaze, he tossed the trash in his hand into the tray, his eyes filled with concern for Moses.
"If you need, I can make a visit to Miss!"
Moses turned his face back to the window and remained silent for a long while.
"No need!"
The butler's gaze lingered on his stubborn back figure and he shook his head with a sigh.
...
...
The group returned to the hotel where Huangfu Jue was staying, and it was nearly eleven o'clock.
On the way, Will had received several calls inquiring about Huangfu Jue's safety.
Once Huangfu Jue brought the mother and son to his room, a young assistant hurried up to Will to report a call from the hospital.
"Alright, I'll go inform the sir right away!"
Will immediately followed Huangfu Jue to his room to update him on the situation.
