Chapter: 1228

Suddenly, she recalled the look on Carson's face as he answered the calls yesterday. He certainly did not look amused. That must have been the time of the accident.

Once again, Rachel unlocked her phone and clicked on Quintin's number.

“Have you heard of the accident in Baltimore? Can you please take a look at how they're handling things?"

In the midst of her typing, Rachel suddenly stopped. She pursed her lips as her eyes scanned the words that she typed on her phone.

‘What the hell am I doing? This has nothing to do with me. I can't believe I'm asking Quintin for help,’ she thought.

After deleting the message, Rachel looked at Joey. She finally understood why he did not have the appetite to eat.

“Miss Bennet?" The servant noticed that Rachel and Joe were taking too long.

“Are you alright?"

“I'm fine. Keep the soup warm. Joe has just eaten. He probably doesn't have the appetite to eat more," Rachel answered.

Finally, Rachel's voice seemed to have registered into Joey's ears, shaking him back to his senses. Hastily, he turned his head and called, "Mommy."

Joey was so deep into the news broadcast that he did not take notice of Rachel's presence.

Quickly, he put his tablet down and reached out for the remote, changing the station. It almost looked as if he was afraid that

Rachel would know what he was thinking.

"Watching the news is really boring," he complained.

But of course, Rachel knew exactly what was going on in his head.

Gingerly caressing his head, she said, "I have a meeting later this afternoon. You will have to stay home by yourself. Is that okay?"

“Yeah, it's fine. I'll wait for you at home," Joey replied, nodding his head.

Rachel pinched his rosy cheek and said, “I'll cook something really good for you when I get home."

Hearing that Rachel was going out, the servant gazed outside to check the weather. Quickly, she fetched her a coat and said, "It might rain later tonight, Miss Bennet. You should take a coat with you."

Rachel looked out the window. She nodded at the servant in response.

Indeed, the sky was dark and gloomy.

At the hospital

"Mr. Sullivan, you can't leave the hospital yet!" Lukas persuaded. He had just come back from the Sue Garden. His eyes drifted towards

Victor, who was clad in a hospital gown, standing in front of him.

“Get out of my way," Victor ordered with a frown.