Chapter 89 Mean

Mia's expression turned uneasy at the mention of Emery. Her eyes darted before forcing a smile. "Emery is busy." Mia stiffened. "Do you need her for something, Mr. Carter?" She feigned innocence. "I can pass the message to her for you." "Pass the message?" Kieran snorted. He exchanged a look with Martin and gave Mia an unreadable look. He then sneered, "And who do you think you are?" Despite his nonchalant tone, he sounded demanding. "You said you'll help me. But why? Are we close?" Mia flushed with embarrassment at Kieran's coldness. She quickly waved her hands, trying to correct herself, "No, Mr. Carter, I just wanted to help!" She looked even more aggrieved and gazed at him through tearful eyes. "I didn't mean anything by it." Kieran snorted again and leaned back lazily. "Is Emery dead?" Mia froze. "No, but she's sick…" Realization struck her, and she stopped. The truth was out. Kieran pressed, "And?" He cocked a brow, seemingly uninterested in Emery's condition. Instead