Chapter 916

"I don't know!" Lisa shook her head. Was she teasing me? I playfully pinched her and linked arms with her as we continued walking inside. Lisa said, "I heard some gossip from my colleagues about Bayneton's Emorde family." "Tell me more," I said, strolling with her while Brandon walked ahead of us, carrying his luggage with ease. His military training had made him a man of precision and efficiency. It was as if every step he took was dictated by a soldier’s discipline. "Apparently, the sole heir of the Emordes was involved in an accident recently," Lisa began. "He fell from a shelf and is now in a vegetative state." I had already heard this from Brandon earlier. "That's it?" I pouted. She snorted. "There's more." "The Emorde family has spared no expense in trying to treat their heir. They've consulted every expert in the country and even flown in waves of specialists from abroad. I heard the airlines might give them an award for their frequent flying." "Did it help?" I asked