Chapter 354

Andrew leaned back against the chair, feeling somewhat vexed as he closed his eyes. Did he truly not care about Wallace's death? If he really didn't care, would he be searching for doctors everywhere? If he truly didn't care, would he promise such easily exploitable conditions in exchange for an opportunity? Andrew himself was uncertain. He had thought he didn't care. The Wentworth family, as he had said, was a lineage of filthy blood—every one of them deserved death, including himself. Yet, he found he didn't wish for Wallace to die just like that. He believed it was for Melina's sake, but was it really solely for her? Melina was in the dark about everything going on with the Wentworth family. After all, every time Wallace faced Melina, despite his condition, he would force himself to appear fine. ... Melina returned to the dormitory. The three night owls in the room hadn't gotten any rest. Upon seeing Melina back, they all sprang up from their beds. Lyla was the quickest to