Chapter 475


    After going through what happened during this period of time, Julian’s brows became more and more


    tightly creased. "Is Hesper okay now? How could the Lanes do this to her? How is this different from


    kicking down thedder? How can they just hand all the projects that Hesper created for them and that


    made profits to someone else?"


    Rickard had no answer to those questions, so he shook his head, did not say anything, turned to


    Professor Miles, and said, "She’s still in the hospital now. Someone is taking care of her and will


    supervise her during this time. It’ll take about a week before she’ll be back."


    Rickard was now the client and benefactor who controlled everything, so Professor Miles nodded. "Of


    course."


    They were standing in front of the door when a voice sounded from the side out of the blue.


    "Rickard Duval?"


    Seeing Rickard turn his head back, Pennleigh strode up to him and stood still right in front of Rickard.


    "Perfect, I was still wondering why there would be such a kind-hearted person in the world. How can


    you lie to Hesper?"


    Julian took a nce at the strange man in front of him, while Rickard did not say anything. He only


    motioned the people around him to bring Professor Miles and Julian in first and then gazed at


    Pennleigh.


    "Me lying to Hesper?"


    Rickard looked straight into Pennleigh’s eyes. He was different from Pennleigh, as his demeanor was a


    lot calmer and more mature. "I can heal Hesper’s legs, ensure her safety, and at the same time, not


    affect her life… This might be a lie, and I might pay the price for this matter, but in my opinion, it’s much


    better than a child who can’t even muster the courage to admit that he has feelings for her." Rickard


    lifted his gaze. "If I’m not mistaken, Hesper doesn’t even know you like her, does she?"


    Pennleigh hated it whenever others thought that he was immature, but Hesper had always treated him


    as a younger brother too.


    "You... You know that I like Hesper?"


    Rickard subconsciously touched the pocket of his jacket, only to realize that it was empty. Because


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    Renfrew had been by his side, Rickard had not lit a cigarette in a very long time, so it was only natural


    that he did not have his cigarette case with him.


    "Mr. Pisano, is love a luxury for you?"


    This question sounded a little strange. Pennleigh was stunned by it for a split second, not knowing how


    to answer.


    "Mr. Pisano, just pretend that you didn''t see me today. Otherwise, I might have to tell Mr. and Mrs.


    Pisano about you dragging a subordinate back home, asking her to y your girlfriend in front of


    them." Rickard did not move on with the topic just now and spoke indifferently. "This is how adults deal


    with problems, Mr. Pisano. You won’t be able to stop me this time around."


    ...


    On the other side, Hesper sneezed.


    ‘Judging from the time, Pennleigh should’ve delivered my belongings, but forget about my belongings, I


    haven’t even received a single text message from Pennleigh.’


    ‘Pennleigh has been to my ce many times before, so I guess he wouldn’t get lost around here.’


    Thinking of that, Hesper made a phone call.


    ‘Please don’t tell me that I won’t be getting the things that I want, and something bad has happened to


    Pennleigh on top of that.’


    After a while, Pennleigh answered the phone. "Hesper, I’m sorry... Something just came up in the


    studio, so I’m busy for the time being. I’ve asked my assistant to deliver theptop and the manuscripts


    to you."


    It was understandable; everyone would be busy at times. Hesper nodded and replied casually, "Okay."


    On the other end of the call, Pennleigh seemed to be hesitating for a moment, then sighed. "Aren’t you


    going to ask me a few more questions? For example, whether I’ve run into something urgent, so urgent


    that I can’t even travel to your ce in person to deliver your things to you?"


    "...Isn’t it normal for the studio to get busy with things?" Hesper took a nce at the caller ID on the


    phone. "You’re Mr. Pisano, right? Why do you feel a little strange today?"


    Sitting on the steps in front of Hesper’s house, Pennleigh gave a wry smile and sighed weakly.


    There was never a moment when Pennleigh realized so clearly that Hesper did not like him at all, and


    she did not even notice that he was a little into her.