This was urgent, there was no time to waste.
After finishing his sentence, the old man immediately called Samuel, asking him to come over that evening for an important matter.
Once he hung up, he hurried to the room to comfort Nevaeh.
Nevaeh had already composed herself.
When she saw her grandfather enter, she smiled softly and greeted him, "Grandpa, how's your leg? Is it feeling any better?"
Worried that he might bring up her situation with Cassius, she quickly tried to change the subject.
But the old man was far too preoccupied to care about his own condition. The moment he entered, he noticed Nevaeh's fragile state.
His gaze swept over her red eyes, swollen lips, and the faint reddish marks on her neck.
As someone who had lived long enough to understand such things, he understood instantly.
It seemed Cassius truly had feelings for her, otherwise, he wouldn't have acted so impulsively.
But the fact that things ended so abruptly confirmed his earlier worries.
