Chapter 60: Chapter 60

He added a touch of authority to his tone, "Do you need me to send someone to find you now?"

I moved my lips, holding the phone a bit speechless, and then, with some helplessness, I had to change my words, "Okay... my arm has a minor abrasion, just treated it, a couple of band-aids will do."

"Just a minor abrasion?"

"Are you at the studio or home?"

"Go back, stop working. Close the doors and windows well tonight, if anything unexpected happens, call me, I’ll help you handle it."

I listened dazedly to his instructions, not understanding why I was so obediently letting him arrange everything.

We are clearly nothing to each other.

Yet his words and actions make it seem like he’s treating me like his girlfriend.

"Well... he’s gone now, it’s fine, and my injury is really just a scratch, no need to be—"

I wanted to say there’s no need to make a big deal out of it and be so anxious.

After all, the beatings I’ve endured in the Miller family since childhood were much worse than this.

This little injury is nothing to me.

But before I finished speaking, Daniel interrupted again, this time with a gentle tone filled with concern, "Lily, you’re a girl, you shouldn’t be so negligent of yourself. Work can wait."

I was suddenly taken aback, a surge of sourness filled my chest.

In all these years, even Adrian Gordon has never said such warm and soft words to me—saying a girl should cherish herself.

And over the years, I’ve gotten used to being strong, brave, even fierce, never considering myself as a girl who needs to be cared for.

"Okay..." I suddenly softened my tone and slowly said, "Got it, I’ll leave in a bit."

These two words brushed over my heart again, rippling through it, stirring a pool of spring water.

After hanging up the phone, I sat there dazed, pondering the deeper meaning behind Daniel’s concern.

Still just pure repayment of kindness?

Or concern between friends?

Or perhaps some ambiguity between a man and a woman?

As I was packing up the studio to leave, my phone rang again.

It turned out to be Butler Cross calling.

"Good evening, Butler Cross," I answered politely.

Butler Cross said, "Miss Miller, the Second Master said you’ve injured your arm and it’s not convenient for you to drive. The driver has already left the house, and with few cars on the road now, he should arrive at your company in about half an hour."

Feeling both surprised and flattered, I quickly declined, "There’s no need, really, I can drive myself, and even if I can’t drive, I can call a cab. There’s no need to trouble the driver so late at night."

"Master Grant has already left, just wait, don’t let the Second Master worry."

His words left me unable to refuse, so I could only thank him repeatedly.

After hanging up, I checked the time, it was 9 PM.

They would have to get me home and then head back to Carter Manor, which would take until 11 PM.

I felt quite uneasy about it.

Since I had to wait for Master Grant, I sat back down and continued to draft designs, but my mind just couldn’t settle.

My head kept circling around Daniel Carter.

By the way, what was it he called me about initially? I forgot to ask earlier when he called.

Thinking of this, I prepared to call him back, but worried he might still be busy with work, and that calling him abruptly might interrupt him.

After some thought, I sent him a WeChat message.

[Butler Cross called earlier, saying Master Grant is on his way from Carter Manor to drive me home. Really, it’s too much trouble; I can drive myself.]

[Also, what was it you wanted to talk about when you called earlier? I forgot to ask.]

[If you’re busy, we can talk tomorrow.]

After sending the three messages, I put down my phone and leaned onto the worktable, letting out a sigh.

Unexpectedly, my phone soon dinged, I sat up and grabbed it, seeing Daniel had sent a voice message back.

"It’s safer for Master Grant to drive you home, no need to be polite. I called earlier just to ask, my sister told me that when she visited your studio today, she saw you almost finished my clothes, so I thought I’d check up on it."

I smiled softly and replied directly with a voice message, "The clothes are patterned out, I’ll show them to you when you’re back from your trip."

He replied with one word: "Okay."

Guessing he was still busy, I didn’t chat further, just replied with "I won’t disturb you" and let it be.

Half an hour later, Master Grant arrived in a Hongqi L5 at the company downstairs, I got in and let him drive me home.

Upon arriving home, out of courtesy, I reported to Daniel again.

But he didn’t respond, I wasn’t sure if he had gone to rest or was too busy to check his phone.

The next morning, when I woke up, I instinctively grabbed my phone, surprised to find he had responded at 3 AM: Got it.

I was startled, confirming the message time again, 3:05.

I couldn’t help but frown, feeling a bit of heartache, recalling the day Melissa said to me, asking me to help persuade her brother not to work so tirelessly and not to neglect his health.

I really had no standing to say such words, but at this moment, the urge came to the tip of my tongue.

However, as I was about to reply on WeChat, I suddenly remembered he was probably sleeping now, and if his phone wasn’t on silent, a WeChat sound could wake him.

So I’ll wait until the next time we speak to remind him.

Today is Friday, time to get up and go to work.

While washing up, I checked my arm, carefully removing the band-aid.

The cut had stopped bleeding, but the skin around it was peeling and hurt when rubbed by clothes.

I cursed Adrian Gordon inwardly, just wishing the court date would come soon so I could sever ties with him.

Since Master Grant from Carter Manor drove me home last night, my car was left at the company, so I had to take the subway to work in the morning.

On the way, I got a local call from an unfamiliar number.

"Lily Miller, you’re so cruel! You actually stabbed my brother, knowing his health isn’t good, and made him bleed so much! Are you trying to kill him?" On the other end was Amanda Gordon, scolding me hysterically.

I frowned tightly, looking at my phone.

I had Amanda’s number, so why was this an unknown number? Was it to prevent me from not answering by using a different number?

"Knowing your brother’s health is poor, yet you let him blood to Sophie repeatedly, aren’t you trying to kill him too?" I retorted indifferently.

"That’s—completely different, okay? My brother was saving someone!"

"Then your brother brought it on himself yesterday."

"Lily Miller, you... My brother has been so good to you, always thinking about reconciling, and you treat him ! You’re such a hypocritical, materialistic, scheming, and vicious woman, I really don’t know what Second Master Carter sees in you! You must have deceived him!"

The subway was fast, creating a wind noise, and she yelled into my ear, making my head ache.

I didn’t let her finish and directly hung up the phone.

Such bad luck, getting scolded first thing in the morning.

Adrian Gordon is truly a huge hassle now!

Luckily, I’ve been slowly removing him from my heart, and now, no matter what he says or does, it’s affecting me less and less.

Arriving at the company, a heap of things awaited my handling.

After making quite a splash at Carter Manor last time, numerous wealthy ladies came seeking cooperation these past few days. I’ve been busy expanding business, no time to think about those tricky matters.

Towards noon, my phone rang.

While reviewing a contract, I grabbed my phone, paused as I saw the screen, inexplicably a little nervous. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novelFirｅ.net

I don’t know when it started, but as soon as I saw the name "Daniel Carter," a subconscious joy and excitement arose.