Chapter 122

Samantha's cheeks flushed red all of a sudden. She quickly patted his arm and said, "I'm fine, really. You should go check on your brother—his hand's bleeding." Alexander turned around and set her down at the top of the stairs, his tone cold. "Go put on proper clothes and shoes before you come out again." Samantha instinctively glanced down—her pajama top was all messed up. She'd rushed out so fast she even buttoned it wrong, and a large patch of fair skin was showing at her collar... She hurriedly pulled the neckline closed, gave an awkward smile, and ran off to change. By the time she came downstairs again, Nicholas's hand was already bandaged up. Alexander helped him back into the wheelchair, concern mixed with a hint of blame in his voice. "Nick, you've got staff around. Call someone when you need help. A fall like that could be dangerous." Samantha looked a bit guilty. "Were you... trying to get something to eat?" Nicholas looked down, his brows drawn together in frustration. "Jus