Actually, she asked the same thing every day.
Usually, George would answer her questions one by one, but today, he was unusually silent.
He didn't answer a single question.
"George?" Scarlett Yates urged softly.
He really was acting strange today.
"Young Madam." She heard George take a deep breath on the other end of the phone, as if he was preparing to tell her a secret.
Scarlett quietly waited, feeling that George indeed had something to reveal.
"Young Madam, I've actually been lying to you all along."
"What?" Scarlett was stunned, slightly confused.
"I said I've been lying to you." George took another deep breath, "The Young Master's condition isn't as optimistic as it seems. When he first arrived, after examination, there was indeed a way to treat him. The Young Master cooperatively underwent treatment, but the results were not as expected."
Bang—
