"Second Master, I beg you, please ask Madam Harris to stop! If this continues, Ms. Heath's body won't be able to take it." Gaston looked at Second Master Quayle pleadingly. In his eyes, the only person who could save him now was Quayle.
Quayle, on the other hand, frowned and looked at Gaston in disdain. His master was here now, and this man had even asked him to come out and control the situation without thinking.
"… Ahem! Young Madam, this…" In order to give Sharon enough face, Second Master Quayle changed the topic and asked Sharon.
Seeing Sharon wave her hand, Quayle looked at Gaston. "Hurry up and take her away."
"What are you waiting for! Bring Ms. Heath to the hospital immediately!"
