Chapter 1511
"Tasia!" Cameron took two quick steps forward, threw his briefcase onto the sofa, and crouched to look
at his daughter in a panic.
Anastasia's half-opened eyes gazed at her father as blood streaked down her scraped forehead.
"Dad..." "Don't say a word. I'll send you to the hospital!" Cameron felt sorry for her and looked anxious.
"Rhea..." Anastasia turned her head toward the stairs and pointed in the woman’s direction.
Rhea wanted to go upstairs but had stopped hearing Camron's voice. She stood there and felt
awkward being pointed at by Anastasia.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFollowing the direction the finger was pointing, Cameron saw his niece, whom he had not met for
years.
Rhea met his gaze, and her lips moved. "Uncle." "Hmph!" Cameron did not answer and grunted, then
bent over and tried to hold his daughter up. However, Anastasia was too heavy, and he could not lift
her. "Give me a hand!” he shouted angrily.
"Dad, I'm all right!” Anastasia struggled to get up. Besides her aching head and body, she did not feel
too bad.
"Don't move and listen to Dad," Cameron chided her quietly. The servants ran over, propped her up,
and carried her into the car.
Cameron got into the car, and the chauffeur readily got behind the wheel. Maria tried to get into the car.
"Ron, let me send Tasia to the hospital with you."
However, Cameron blocked her way with a hand and said coldly, "There's no need!"
He banged the door, shut her outside, then thought of something and said to the servants nearby, "See
the guests out. Lock the gate, and don’t let anyone else in!” 'Yes!" the servants immediately and
knowingly answered.
Without looking at anyone else, he said to the chauffeur, "Drive!"
Having the door shut in her face, Maria stared after the car in embarrassment. She knew Cameron was
furious, even though he did not scold them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mrs. Moore, please leave." The servant lowered her head and gestured outward.
Fabian, who had followed them outside, looked upset as he glanced at his wife. Maria frowned. "Ron..."
Fabian snorted and waved at her accusingly. "Look what your daughter has done!"
He left too. Maria turned to see Rhea, who had stepped out of the door. It seemed that Rhea did not
manage to go upstairs and got forced to leave. Still, Rhea stood there, looking relatively calm without
showing a trace of embarrassment or panic.
"Ree, how could you push Tasia?” Maria walked over. She could not bear to scold her daughter and let
out a sigh. "It's just a pen holder. Is it worth making such a fuss over it? Now we’ve even offended your
uncle. Do you-" "It is!" Rhea interrupted her.
"What?” Blinking, Maria thought she had misheard it.
'You guys know nothing!" Rhea said with disdain, ‘What do mediocre people like you know?" She
stalked off.