Chapter 912
Chapter 912 The Situation Is Not Optimistic
Half an hourter, the group arrived at Gale’s residence.
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It was an incredibly luxurious castle, even more grand and majestic than their own manor.
The security outside was extremely tight.
Upon their arrival, Jean was immediately greeted, “Mr. Beauvort, His Highness and Sir William are
already waiting for you. Please, follow me.”
With a calm expression, Jean nodded slightly, holding Neera’s hand as they walked inside.
Upon entering the castle, the two were immediately escorted to the reception room.
As expected, Gale and William were inside, sitting face to face and engaged in a leisurely
conversation,
Seeing their guests arrive, the two immediately stood up with smiles on their faces, dismissing the
guards and leaving only one bodyguard behind.
Neera suddenly felt a little anxious.
Although she did meet them briefly at the banquetst time, there were just many people around.
With so few people around now, she felt somewhat at a loss, contemting whether or not to offer a
polite greeting.
After all, these two individuals were no ordinary folk.
However, before she could say anything, Gale and William came over, greeting her with beaming
smiles.
“Jean, I’ve been waiting for you for quite some time. Thest time we met, we didn’t get the chance to
sit down and have a proper chat. Tonight, we must make the most of it.”
In the midst of their conversation, the two of them took turns to embrace Jean.
Jean chuckled. “Sure thing.”
Next, the two of them shifted their gaze and enthusiastically greeted Neera.
“Neera, I’m so d you could make it. I was worried that Jean might hide you away, unwilling to let us
entertain you.”
The familiar way they greeted her made Neera even more awkward, her smile somewhat unnatural.
“Your Highness, Sir William, you two are too kind.”
Gale noticed her mood andughed heartily, without a hint of pretension.
“You don’t have to be so nervous. Our rtionship with Jean goes very far. We’re not family, but we
might as well be. Since you’re his loved one, you’re considered one of us. Treat today as a family
dinner. Don’t be so formal, and there’s no need to call me ‘Your Highness’. Just call me by my name.”
Upon hearing this, Neera subconsciously nced at Jean. Seeing him nod, she then smiled and
nodded in agreement.
“Well, I might as well do as I’m told.”
In no time, the group took their seats.
When there were no outsiders around, Gale and William let their guards down and enthusiastically
chatted with Jean about various matters, most of which were business-rted.
Whenever Neera was mentioned in passing, Neera would respond generously and politely.
She would spend the rest of the dinner quietly enjoying her meal.
During the meal, she observed, the attitudes of the two toward Jean.
It was very good, even carrying the respect and trust reserved for an elder brother.
Indeed, as Gale just said, they might not be family by blood but were more than one in spirit.
This indeed piqued her curiosity. What on earth happened that made them so close to Jean?
Even though it was lunchtime, the joyous atmosphere led everyone to indulge in a bit of wine.
Even Jean took a small sip.
Afterward, the three men went to the study to discuss business coborations. Neera, not wanting to
intrude, suggested that she enjoy the flowers in the garden instead.
As it turned out, a call from the Cox family came through at that moment.
“Ms. Garcia, Mr. Cox’s condition is quite serious. Can youe over now?”
Neera readily agreed.
After hanging up the phone, she thought about Jean for a while. Realizing that the meeting wouldn’t
end quickly, she decided not to disturb him.
She summoned Storm. “Avery’s situation is not promising. It’s quite urgent. I’m leaving with Zephyr first.
When Jeanes out, please ry this to him for me.”
After she finished speaking, she quickly left. It took her half an hour to reach the Cox residence
Both elders of the Cox family were present, each looking more upset than the other.
“Ms. Garcia, you’re finally here. Mr. Cox has just regained consciousness, but it seems like the wug in
his body has suddenly red up, He can’t bear the pain, and it’s affecting his chest wound. His
condition is critical now…”
The two of them spoke anxiously.
With no time to lose, Neera rushed into the treatment room without even listening to the end.
Upon entering, she immediately saw Avery lying on the bed, barely breathing. His condition was very
poor.
His face was as pale as paper, while the streaks of blood on his body had already spread to his neck,
making him look incredibly frightening.
He was in unbearable pain, using everyst bit of his strength and sanity to endure it.
Neera quickly approached and pulled open his shirt.
He was in unbearable pain, using everyst bit of his strength and sanity to endure it.
Neera quickly approached and pulled open his shirt.
In the next moment, as expected, she saw blood gushing out from the gunshot wound at his heart,
staining the bandages red.