Chapter 592

At noon, they reached home. Mrs. Whitley and Mrs. Taylor got up and were busy, while Silas had also rushed over. Conrad looked at the deep meaning in Silas’ eyes, and was worried that he would say something in front of Fia that would make her worried. He immediately said, “Work matters can be said at work tomorrow.” Silas opened his mouth and was extremely anxious but could not say the words he wanted to say. “Then may you and Madam rest well.” “Alright.” Silas gritted his teeth, walking as he messaged Mr. Maxwell. This was something he had to tell him as soon as possible. Hearing his phone’s notification, he looked at Fia who was sitting by his side. He said to Mrs. Whitley, “Please make something Fia likes for supper.” “Sure!” Mrs. Whitley pushed Mrs. Taylor’s wheelchair an the both of them went to the kitchen together. Fia’s eyes that were lowered trembled as she turned to look at Conrad. “Say, who exactly would send such a thing to me?” Conrad tried very hard to appear