"You... how are you—" Discarding the few pearls just picked up, Camila Walker tried to step forward to check, but a sudden figure violently brushed her off!
Baron Stuart had just entered the living room when he witnessed such a scene, and a surge of anger rose rapidly from within him.
"Emily?" His voice tinged with tension, he looked at the child in his arms, his eyes filled with a hint of distress.
Fortunately, the staircase wasn't very tall; Emily had been thrown into a dizzying tumble, her forehead sporting a big bump, with a trace of blood faintly visible.
"Emily, you... are you alright?" Angela Reid was also in a state of desperate concern, worried about how badly she might have fallen.
Emily touched her forehead, taking a little while to regain her bearings after being stunned by the fall.
Shaking her head, she said, "I'm fine, it's just that my forehead hurts a bit.
