If this is known to the people around Sheehan, and no one believes it.
How this lofty and proud man can stand this?
But he not only endured this, but also asked intimately, "Many things?" "Do you need me to take it for you?"
"No." Nikita's voice is faint. "Just one suitcase, I can take it myself."
"OK, if you need my help, please call me at any time." Sheehan paused and said, "My WeChat, didn't you delete it?"
Nikita thought this was strange, but she replied: "No."
Sheehan: "Well, you can send me message if you have something."
The little girl has a strange temper.
Sheehan was really afraid that she would delete her WeChat.
"Oh."
Nikita perfunctorily replied, opened the door and got off the car.
Sheehan lowered the window.
Cold eyes have been looking at that thin petite figure into the villa, then he drew back his eye.
He made a phone call.
It was quickly connected over there.
"Mr. Lambert." His voice was full of respect.
Sheehan gently knocked on the steering wheel with his fingers, and his voice was cold and slow: "How is the old man today?"
"It's still the same." The person on the phone sighed, "The condition has not improved, nor has it gotten worse." "The doctor said that it is very good if the old man's physical condition can always be stable."
"No sign of waking up?"
"No."
"Take care of him."
Sheehan hung up the phone with a dignified look.
He sent another WeChat to Yates: Still no news of Lemuel?
Yates replied quickly: no. But hasn't Lemuel's little disciple was found? Talk to her, maybe she will tell you.
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