"Speak up!" Baron Lawrence, standing tall and pulling up the little woman squatting there educating Gigi, discreetly massaged her aching waist.
Paris Arden-Nicholson pulled out a tissue to wipe the blood off his hands and said, "Ms. Wendy's condition is very complicated, I've never encountered such an illness before. But I remember there seemed to be records of this type of illness and its treatment in our family's ancient texts, I'll have to try and find it."
"Aren't you unable to go home?" Enna Clark asked worriedly.
Wasn't his previous disheveled appearance also to avoid his family?
If Paris Arden-Nicholson can't go back, what would happen to Gigi?
Paris Arden-Nicholson glanced at her in surprise, slowly pulling out his phone, and said, "I can find it without going home, I've copied all the ancient texts and notes onto my phone."
