Rafael Was Knocked Out
Lambert called out to "Father" Rafael.
"Rafael" stopped in his tracks, motionless and unresponsive. After a moment, he slowly turned around: "What's wrong?
"Why didn't you wait for me in your room? Isn't your stomach hurting anymore? Do we need to call a doctor?"
"Rafael" looked at his concerned son, keeping his composure. He smoothly replied, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"That's good. Everyone has gathered in the grand hall. Shall we go now?"
"Rafael" agreed.
However, he thought inwardly: Stomachache? Rafael always manages to let him down at crucial moments.
"Rafael", who had intended to sit in the audience, had no choice but to follow Lambert to the grand hall on the first floor.
He asked, "Have they invited all the family members?"
"Not a single one was left out. They've been terrified all day. Seeing their loved ones now, they must be very glad and grateful to us."
"Rafael" chuckled, seemingly agreeing with Lambert's statement.
It was already past nine in the evening.
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