NovelEnglish“Beatrice, we’re counting on you in the future!”
“I think Lord Campbell will ask for your daughter’s hand in marriage very soon!”
“Don’t forget about us once that happens!”
Beatrice was still in a daze.
Jennifer’s mother, Linda, twitched her lips out of jealousy. “No need to feel smug! Tyrone likes our
Jennifer!”
Kevin was also seething with envy and jealousy. “What a stroke of luck that someone like Lord
Campbell will fall in love with Ysabel!”
Beatrice stammered in response, “You guys have overthought. Ysabel doesn’t know who Lord
Campbell is…”
As she was speaking, a nurse pushed Ysabel’s bed out and said, “She can be transferred to the
general ward now.”
Lying on the bed, Ysabel had regained her consciousness. She was very weak, and her lips were pale.
“Mom…”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBeatrice’s tears streamed down her cheeks again.
The Stern family began wagging their tongues as though they were out of their minds.
“Oh my goodness, Ysabel! You’re finally awake! We were so worried about you!”
“Yes. We didn’t sleep for the whole night!”
“Ysabel, tell me the truth. Do you know Lord Campbell?”
Ysabel was stunned.
Lord Campbell? Isn’t that Donald?
“Yes, I know him,” she answered feebly.
Then, she felt drowsy and wanted to fall asleep again.
“Oh f*ck! Our speculation is correct!”
“Lord Campbell is in love with Ysabel as expected!”
“No wonder!”
The crowd suddenly became sensational. What a glory it is to be liked by Lord Campbell!
Someone piped up, “Who was the one who helped you guys solve the problem with Julian back then?”
Ysabel felt her eyelids quivering as she replied, “Lord Campbell.”
With that, everything seemed to make perfect sense.
Beatrice’s heart sank to the bottom as the only possibility crossed her mind suddenly.
Who does Ysabel interact with most frequently during this period? Donald. Could Donald be Lord
Campbell?
At the thought of that possibility, her pupils contracted instantly.
Nonetheless, she shook her head the next second, thinking that it was an absurd deduction. How could
Donald be Lord Campbell? If he really is Lord Campbell, why does he live so cowardly?
“Let’s stop talking, everyone. I’m transferring Ysabel to the general ward for her to get some rest,”
Beatrice said.
“Sure, sure. Ysabel needs a good rest.”
Meanwhile, James was forced to get into a Cadilac One while waiting in the car apprehensively.
“Don’t you dare lay a finger on me. My dad went to look for Freedman Group already!” he said.
Kingsley slapped James’ head forcefully, sending his head abuzz. “If Lord Campbell wants to punish
you in person, even the Freedman clan can’t save you!”
Upon hearing that, James asked, “Can Lord Campbell be a match for the Freedman clan?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKingsley retorted, “Lord Campbell demolished the Freedman clan’s mausoleum, and the clan dared not
utter a single sound. Do you think you are in any position to make the Freedman clan go against Lord
Campbell?”
Oh my goodness!
James was utterly dumbfounded.
He knew about the incident where the Freedman clan’s mausoleum got demolished, but he had no
idea who did that.
After listening to Kingsley, it was apparent that Lord Campbell was the one who did it.
“I didn’t offend Lord Campbell…” James muttered feebly, wimping out.
“No. You did.”
“I didn’t offend him for real.”
Kingsley stopped arguing with him. He got out of the car and opened the car door.
Then, a person went into the car. James narrowed his eyes as he recognized that man. “Donald!”
A thought popped into his mind the next second. Oh my! Could Donald be Lord Campbell?
Kingsley’s next movement proved his speculation right.
Inside the vehicle, Kingsley dropped to his single knee after closing the car door. “Lord Campbell!”
James was startled. “Y-You are Lord Campbell?”
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