Chapter 265: Pressing on Miles' Wound

Miles Nixon squatted beside Jeremiah Kenneth, holding his arm. He swallowed carefully, eyes fixed on Natalie Silvestre, not realizing that his young master's gaze had landed on him simultaneously. Jeremiah Kenneth hadn't expected to wake up to see Miles Nixon staring blankly at Natalie Silvestre. Although he knew things weren't as they seemed, he couldn't help but think otherwise. Slowly, he pressed his index finger into Miles Nixon's wound. The sharp pain brought Miles back to his senses. Miles gasped, wide-eyed and incredulous as he looked down at his wound, only to see his young master's long fingers pressing heavily on it. He opened his mouth, suppressing the urge to scream, and silently bowed his head, gritting his teeth, and tearfully explained, "Master, these two appeared out of nowhere after you fainted and insisted on helping." "Miss Natalie Silvestre tried to chase them away, but they wouldn't leave. Now, she suspects their identities." Jeremiah's eyes darkened as he