Chapter 136

"What's there to talk about with a driver? Uncle Dominic's medical records is still in the car. Go and get them," Caleb said impatiently. "Okay." Maeve agreed and quickly turned to walk toward the car. Wyatt stood there, squinting slightly as he watched Maeve's swaying figure. With her peach-shaped buttocks and slender waist, her curves were as sinuous as a snake, making it impossible to look away. Caleb had been struggling to carry Dominic up the steps, and seeing Wyatt standing there calmly, he couldn't help but say irritably, "Don't you know how to lend a hand?" Wyatt was taken aback. How could a grown man like Caleb not even be able to carry a frail patient? There were still two people behind him dragging Dominic along, and Caleb was still panting from exhaustion; he was obviously very weak. It was clear that he had been drained by wine and women. But Wyatt didn't argue with him. Instead, he looked at the black mark on Dominic's neck and noticed that Dominic also had some