Abigail smiled at her grandfather. "It's fine. I know how to handle my matters. Lena and Sophie are here today. Have fun and worry less."
"Hmph," the old man grunted in dissatisfaction.
Abigail smiled apologetically beside him. Suddenly, her phone beeped. She opened it to see a message from the new Facebook friend she added last night. It read, "Come over."
"?" Abigail sent a question mark. She turned her head to look for Brandon Piers. Not seeing him anywhere, she asked Pullan who had just returned, "How is Mr. Foster?"
Pullan stiffened but reluctantly answered, "Master Brandon sent him to the hospital."
"That serious?" Abigail frowned.
The old man heard. "Hmph, just a trick!"
"Where's your Master Brandon?" Abigail ignored the old man and continued to ask Pullan.
"Waiting for you in the study," Pullan answered and then gave Abigail a 'good luck' look.
Abigail, "… Huh?"
