Speaking of which, the porridge must have just been delivered, so why is no one from the Stuart family here?
On this point, Leonardo Bryson himself was also somewhat puzzled. Even if others weren't around, given Emily Walker's personality, shouldn't she be here, keeping close watch without leaving?
But then again, he was present for everything that happened last night. It wasn't just Baron Stuart who was rushed to the hospital. Right now, Emily Walker was probably in her mother's hospital room.
No wonder this man was so angry.
"Haven't eaten yet? Let me feed you." After speaking, Leonardo pursed his thin lips and, as if he were a considerate lover, scooped up a spoonful of porridge from the insulation barrel and brought it to Baron Stuart's lips.
"Ah, open your mouth."
Baron Stuart hadn't been looking at him, but when he turned his gaze to Leonardo's infuriating expression and smile, his face darkened slightly.
"I have one word for you."
"Hmm?"
"Scram!"