"Then why did you ask the question and why are you suddenly sweating and stuttering?" Mr. Adolpho, who had already realized something was wrong, stared at him intently as he questioned, and Mr. Fernando shook his head anxiously. "It's really nothing. I was just curious because I recently saw that girl I saw a year ago during your wife's treatment."
Mr. Adolpho arched his brow at him and slowly nodded his head. "I see... If you say so, then." He smiled mysteriously at Mr. Fernando, and Mr. Fernando nodded before standing up from the sofa and taking a slight respectful bow. "I'd like to take my leave now." He smiled awkwardly and immediately turned to leave, but Mr. Adolpho's personal guard abruptly moved over and block him from stepping forward.
His brows furrowed and he turned to stare at Mr. Adolpho, who had a grin on his face. "Let him go, Rufus." Mr. Adolpho chuckled softly, and the personal guard, whose name was Rufus, stepped out of the way.
