Chapter 1102 - 1094: Uncovering the Truth 2

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1094: Uncovering the Truth 2

"Yeah." Linden Hawthorne replied carelessly.

As if he wasn’t answering for himself.

Professor Linton asked, "Does she know?"

"Probably not."

No matter what he did, his emotions remained unperturbed, even now as he picked up the scalpel and made an incision on his fair wrist, he was still as calm as the breeze.

Bright red blood flowed out, dripping into the container.

"This way, there’s no danger to his life, right?"

Linden Hawthorne looked at Seth Thorne lying on the hospital bed.

Professor Linton said, "Temporarily safe, but you..."

Linden Hawthorne’s fair face gradually turned pale.

His skin was fair, noble like a prince, and as he released blood from his body, his pallor became easily noticeable.

Even his rose-colored lips took on a pale hue.

Linden, as if nothing had happened, clenched his fist, causing the blood to flow faster, cornering his lips into a smile, he said, "It’s just a little bit of blood, it won’t kill anyone."

"You’ve been consuming rare herbs since you were little, your blood isn’t like that of a normal person, it’s able to temporarily save Seth Thorne’s life, you’re fortunate to have it."

Professor Linton bandaged Linden’s wound; he had struck hard, and the incision was large, revealing the white flesh, making the wound appear somewhat grim.

If Linden hadn’t been present, perhaps Seth Thorne’s life would have been in danger.

Fortunately, they encountered him.

However, no one knew about this, except for Linden himself.

"This is fate, a destined benefactor, perhaps." Linden said casually, indifferent to his pallid complexion.

Though his gentle face was pale, it was as alluring as the spring breeze, the injury seemed like a mere cut from a knife.

Later, the bruised face of the unconscious Seth Thorne appeared much rosier than before.

But until the right medication is found, one must remain cautious.

Returning to the Thorne family home, everything seemed as usual, just missing some members, making it much quieter than before.

Tiana Thorne entered through the door, it had been a long time since she was home, stirred with many emotions, remembering her healthy father traversing every inch of the house, or perhaps in some corner, picking up the younger her.

People always yearn for the overflowing care once had, only after losing it.

And now when it’s dried up, we begin to truly focus on it.

"Miss has returned, how is the master?"

There were still a few servants in the house, opening up to inquire about Seth Thorne’s condition.

Tiana looked around, everyone seemed kind-hearted, but the true guise of who was human or ghost could only be determined after thorough investigation.

Not in the mood to linger with these people, she asked, "Are all the servants here?"

"Uh." Not knowing what had happened, they hesitated and replied, "A few are in the garden weeding."

"Call them all over, I need to talk with you." Tiana said seriously, looking solemn.

Being longer in the house, Georgia Thorne knew clearly how many servants were there, and the faces of these people she was familiar with, even those she had seen a few times.

She looked at them: "They’ve been with the Thorne family for a few years now, doesn’t seem abnormal."

Tiana said, "Wait till everyone’s here before we talk."

A short while later, all the Thorne family servants were called over, about seven or eight of them, each with heads down, resembling those guilty of some wrongdoing.

Which was understandable, as the atmosphere suddenly grew heavy, and as servants in the Thorne family, they had to watch their master’s mood.

"You all know my dad is sick, right."

Tiana sat on the sofa, crossing her legs, her beautiful eyes scrutinizing them one by one.

Under the sharp gaze, the servants lowered their heads even more: "Yes."