Chapter 297

Ronald was a little confused after hearing Nathan's words. Almost subconsciously, he blurted out, "Mr. Poole... What's wrong? I saw the Si..." Ronald suddenly stopped talking. The matter had yet to be clarified. Now that he said that Mr. Brooks had left without looking for the young master, wasn't it inappropriate? He didn't care about Ronald's words and threw his phone to Ronald as soon as he closed the line. Perhaps because of his big movement, Deborah snorted slightly. "Holden." Deborah touched his face. It was a little cold. She must have lost too much blood. She was very anxious. "Are you all right? Does it hurt?" "I'm fine." When he looked at Deborah, his expression was no longer the same as when he was on the phone. He hid the anger in his eyes and smiled at her. "It's okay, don't worry." "Yes." Deborah half knelt in front of him, still pressing the wound behind him. "I'm not worried." The blood didn't stop, and even her coat was bleeding. Deborah's hands couldn't help trembling