Chapter 907: Will It Finally Be Fulfilled?

10 o'clock.

The night deepened.

The mysterious manor was utterly silent.

When Keenan Mitchell arrived, he saw Arthur Lindsey lying on the bed, his eyes slightly unfocused.

He revealed a satisfied smile.

It was as if he knew what had caused Arthur to be in such a dazed state.

"Uncle Lindsey, are you feeling all right?" Keenan asked with a roguish smile.

"Mhm." Arthur responded with just a single syllable.

"Do you miss your family?"

Keenan listed one by one, "Penny Sullivan, Wilton Lindsey, Ella Lacey, Cherline Lindsey... do you still remember them?"

"Don't miss them."

"Don't remember."

Arthur answered crisply, without dragging his words, as cold as a machine.

Keenan was very satisfied and very reassured.

Unhesitatingly, he took out a contract to show him, "This is the Mitchell Enterprises we've registered with millions in funding, and now we need you to direct our endeavors, help me build a business empire!"

"No problem," Arthur nodded readily.