"I'll take you to deal with it." Martin carried her to another presidential suite.
When the manager saw this, his eyes widened instantly. He didn't expect Mr. Stowe to dote on this girl so much in private.
He thought, "Can the rumors be true that Mr. Stowe is secretly dating a girl?
"Is this girl the one in Mr. Stowe's arms?
"But she looks only 17 or 18. She is probably still in high school, isn't she?
"How can Mr. Stowe do that..."
Without thinking too much, the manager hurried to them and took out his omnipotent card to open the door of the presidential suite for them.
"Go get the first-aid kit," Martin instructed lightly.
"Yes."
Only then did the manager realize that the girl's calf seemed to be injured. Taking a closer look, it was just a few small cuts. She was probably scratched by something like a small stone.