Chapter 607

Mayra glanced at Brandon as well, but he didn't respond. He seemed reluctant to speak to the others. "He's having a cold. You should go without him," she said. "Alright, the missus has spoken. Let's go," one of them said, and the group left without giving her a chance to argue. They even closed the door behind them. Suddenly, Brandon's lashes shuddered as he slowly opened his eyes and stared at her with bloodshot eyes. He was wounded and had a high fever the night before, so it only made sense that he would feel weak after coming to school. "Give me your hand," she said. Brandon did as he was told. His sleeve covered his wrist, so she rolled it up. Her gaze swept through the tattoo on his arm, and she placed her finger on his wrist, noting the high temperature. A few seconds later, she concluded that there wasn't anything alarming and rolled his sleeve down again. "It's not a big deal. Your temperature is just a little high. You don't have to come to school if you feel si