"Don't worry too much," she said as she walked over, comforting Camila Walker, who looked despondent. "The doctor only mentioned a possibility; the results might not actually be as we fear."
Camila Walker turned her head and managed a slight smile, then her gaze fell upon Baron Stuart's face.
"Baron Stuart, thank you." She knew that he had deliberately said those things today to probably help her escape from Yale Shaw's clutches. She had never imagined that Baron Stuart would come to her rescue.
Wasn't the old Baron Stuart always wishing that she would drop dead?
Baron Stuart looked at her, his expression calm, "Clayton Howard is my man; you don't need to thank me."
Now that he was aware of Clayton Howard's condition, he saw no need to stay here any longer. He stepped forward, took Emily Walker by the hand, and walked toward the hospital room entrance.