"Yeah." Pierre looked at his son, who looked tense and seemed to have something to say. "Do you have anything to say to me?"
Joaquin hesitated for a moment before deciding to nod, but Pierre happened to be checking the time on his phone at that instant. "I'm running late. Need to leave now."
The next moment, Joaquin looked on as Pierre strode away, and he sighed at the sight of his father's back. It's bad timing as usual. Since Jameson was sick and there were concerns of infection, Joaquin was arranged to stay in a separate room.
At that time, Jameson was almost fully awake from his feverish stupor. He remained motionless in Meredith's arms like a sweet child.
Cora was the servant who had been taking care of Jameson and Joaquin. Also, she was responsible for planning the daily life of the two young masters. When she saw Meredith sitting there with Jameson for the entire night, she was beyond touched.
