Chapter 97

During a time like this, Melina couldn't be bothered to consider what Andrew would think. The moment she placed her hand against her forehead, she felt as though she'd been scalded. If things continued like this, she was afraid the fever might leave some kind of permanent brain damage. "Drive a little faster, Jason," Melina urged. Jason glanced through the rearview mirror and asked in puzzlement, "Is Mr. Wentworth sick?" Had it been anyone else who was familiar with Andrew's personality, they would never have mentioned him being sick even if they deduced it, but Jason was a rather simple-minded and straightforward person. Melina could see why Jason didn't want to work with Andrew—he had a high chance of getting beaten up if he did. Since Andrew didn't seem angered right now, Melina replied, "Yeah, he has a fever. Please drive faster." Jason slammed on the accelerator, and the car sped up at once. Melina kept checking Andrew's forehead from time to time. While she knew it wouldn