“It’s fine,” Madeline said as she naturally avoided Jeremy's hand to pick up the glass.“Mr. Whitman, you look very weak. I'd better call a servant to take care of you.” Madeline said and then left.Jeremy suddenly lost control of himself and reached out to grab Madeline's wrist.Madeline stopped abruptly and flung away Jeremy's hand in dissatisfaction.“Mr. Whitman, what are you doing?” she asked. Her beautiful and lively eyes were full of displeasure.Jeremy looked at Madeline's angry eyes and lowered his eyes in sorrow.“I'm sorry, Miss Montgomery. You just remind me of someone.”Jeremy’s face betrayed his sadness, and his slender and deep almond eyes showed his boundless gloom.Madeline had a feeling that Jeremy was not lying, so she was not that angry, but she merely asked curiously, “Who do I remind you of, Mr. Whitman?”“You remind me of my wife.” Jeremy met Madeline's eyes. “You might not believe it, but you look a lot like my beloved wife.”“Really?” Madeline looked

“What do you need, Mr. Carter?”Carter picked up the tablet in front of him and glanced at it coldly.“Are you sure that everything on-site is ready for tomorrow?”“Mr. Carter, please rest assured that everything has been properly arranged. I have checked twice. There will be no problems.”The entourage guaranteed him.Carter, quite satisfied, tapped the screen of the tablet with his fingers.“What about Jeremy?” he asked again.The entourage frowned and then promised, “Even if he were to show up tomorrow, he wouldn’t be able to change what would happen.”“Okay.” Carter was completely satisfied. “Make certain that there are no mistakes.”“There won’t be any.”“Very good.”As soon as Carter had finished speaking, Camille walked in from the study’s entrance.Carter gave the entourage a look, and the entourage left tactfully.Camille walked to the desk. “Is everything ready?”“Yes, we’ll just wait for tomorrow's wedding. This time, there will be no mistakes.”Camille frowne

He could not let Shirley tell Madeline about the hypnosis.“Eveline, are you chatting with my friend?” Carter approached with a gentle smile and called Shirley his friend.Shirley raised her eyes and looked at him calmly. She then turned the direction of the wheelchair around and left without saying a word.With a faint smile on his handsome face, Carter looked as if he did not care, but his eyes were staring at Shirley’s back.“Miss Brown seems to be in a bad mood,” Madeline said, breaking the silence.Carter silently retracted his gaze. “What did you guys talk about just now?”Madeline lifted her clear and alluring eyes to meet Carter's deep eyes. “It's nothing. Miss Brown was here to give us her blessings, but she also said something hypnosis, and I didn't understand what it meant.”“Hypnosis?” Carter repeated that word, looking a little confused, then smiled. “I think she might have wanted to tell you that I know hypnosis.”“Do you? Why don't I have any impression of that a

Jeremy, holding the snack, calmly parted his lips seemingly and asked, “Where will Mr. Carter's wedding be held tomorrow?”The maid replied without hesitation, “It's at the Royal Palace of St. Piaf. Wasn't it written on Mr. Whitman's wedding invitation?”“Of course, it was. I just wanted to confirm it,” Jeremy quickly responded with a reasonable answer.The maid did not have any doubts, and instead, she praised, “Mr. Whitman, you are so careful. But your leg injury is very serious. If you go to the wedding tomorrow, you’ll still have to be careful.”“Thank you for the reminder. I will pay attention to it.”Jeremy politely thanked the maid again. When he noticed that the maid had been looking at him with joy, he looked away indifferently.“I heard that Mr. Carter had just gotten married a few months ago, so why is he getting married again so soon?”When the maid heard that, her expression changed slightly. Fearfully, she glanced at the door and then lowered her voice to speak.“

Jeremy did not know if he was imagining things. Why did he feel that Madeline sounded jealous at the moment?When the maid had heard what Madeline said, a slight flush appeared on both sides of her cheeks as if from shyness.“Mr. Whitman, just eat some for the sake of your own body,” the maid persuaded again, blinking her big shiny eyes.Jeremy glanced at Madeline and took the glass from the maid's hand.“Thank you, I will do it myself.”“Mr. Whitman, you don't have to be polite with me. It's my job to take care of you,” the maid said with a shy expression and then got up to face Madeline.“Miss Montgomery, don't worry. I’ll take good care of Mr. Whitman. I heard that you’ll be going to the hotel with Mr. Carter for a light meal soon, so I won’t take your time.”The maid sounded like she was dismissing Madeline.Madeline nodded and smiled. “Then, I won't disturb Mr. Whitman from his meal,” she said as she turned around.“Miss Montgomery, be careful on your way out.” The maid s