Walter Schmidt nodded; he rose from the couch and strode up the stairs with a heavy tread.
The butler exchanged smiles with Battle North, their eyes revealing understanding...
In the bedroom on the third floor, Emily Stone hurriedly changed her clothes and came out, just reaching the doorway when the man pushed the door open and entered.
"In three hours, we'll depart on time," the man said, stepping forward and wrapping his hands around her waist.
"Hmm..." Emily Stone looked up and saw the obvious concern in the man's eyes, and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, I'll do my best to keep Tara Summer's pregnancy safe—nothing will happen to her..."
Hearing this, the man's arms tightened suddenly, pulling her into his embrace so tightly there was not a sliver of space, "I'm worried about you..."
Emily Stone was taken aback and laughed softly, "How could anything happen to me, heh, it's Tara Summer who's in trouble now!"
