Chapter 1699

Wilfred glanced at Maeve. Her expression said that she wasn't in the mood for jokes. So, he straightened up and said seriously, "I'll take him with me now. He'll be awake in an hour!" "Make it quick," Maeve replied curtly. "Understood!" Without wasting another moment, Wilfred had the stretcher carried upstairs. An hour later, he emerged from the room and gestured for Maeve, Zion, and Sheldon to follow him inside. In the bedroom, Charlie sat slumped on the bed, looking far weaker and more battered than Maeve had ever seen him. "Did you see Lyra?" she asked. Charlie shook his head. Maeve said, "It seems Frank still has some lingering sentiments about your father-son relationship. That's why he ordered them to bring you back." "If Lyra sees me like this, she's definitely going to be mad." A bitter smile crept across Charlie's face as he spoke. Lyra hated seeing him injured. Even though she never voiced her concern outright, it didn't mean she didn't care. Charlie couldn't b