Chapter 98: Chapter 93: Be Careful, Or I’ll Fall Out With You

“What are you shouting about? I never said I wouldn’t take care of it…”

A cold glint flashed in Hailey Gordon’s eyes. She glanced at the patients and nurses walking back and forth outside, inwardly furious.

’This damn servant, how dare she threaten me?’

Sue Quinn whimpered and cried softly, but inside, Hailey Gordon’s momentary hesitation had chilled her heart.

“You just rest and recover here. As for the restoration fluid, I’ll have someone buy it for you. But this matter ends here. You’re not to speak of it to anyone—”

Sue Quinn nodded and reminded her in a small voice, “Madam, my face really hurts. You have to get it as soon as possible!”

Hailey Gordon struggled to suppress her rage. “Fine!” she said curtly, then turned and left without a backward glance.

***

The next day, Zane Guthrie brought Jensen Guthrie to The Morgan Residence with lavish gifts in hand to pay a visit.

As soon as they reached the door, they were told that Master Morgan had gone on vacation, with no set return date.

Jensen Guthrie immediately called Arthur Lockwood, but the signal on the other end was spotty. He could faintly hear the sound of the sea breeze before the call was dropped after just a few words.

Zane Guthrie glanced at the gift boxes beside him and said in a low voice, “We’re going to the Sinclairs’!”

He now had a love-hate relationship with the Sinclair Family. Stella Sinclair had made him lose face completely, jeopardizing his position, but now he had to rely on Aurora Sinclair to make a comeback.

After he returned yesterday, the Family Head had specially called to tell him to waste no time in pulling Aurora Sinclair into the Kingsford Calligraphy and Painting Association.

Because this Master Flora Guthrie, besides being a Guthrie, was also the Sect Leader of the Ghost Eye Sect, one of the four great Hidden Sects. Therefore, the Family Head had always wanted her to take on one of their own family’s disciples. Unfortunately, she had made no move for years, which greatly frustrated the Family Head.

The Guthrie Family wasn’t like other families with deep roots; all their prosperity came from the Ghost Eye Sect.

If the next Sect Leader didn’t come from the Guthrie Family, they would definitely be pushed from the top of the pyramid by other families.

In an attempt to make Flora Guthrie accept a Guthrie as a disciple, someone had once suggested the Family Head send people to Sunstone to force her to take a student. However, they were beaten back down the mountain by the Guardian and given a verbal warning: “Anyone who breaks the rules and trespasses again will be treated as an invader and killed without mercy—”

From then on, the Guthrie Family no longer dared to use force. They could only revere her like an ancestor, hoping she would have a change of heart and continue to accept Guthries as her disciples.

So at a time like this, when it was revealed that Aurora Sinclair was her disciple, how could the Family Head not be excited?

If the Morgans hadn’t been there, the Guthries probably would have taken her away that very night.

At this thought, Zane Guthrie suddenly glanced at his son beside him and asked tentatively, “Jensen, is there any girl you’re interested in right now?”

Jensen Guthrie’s fair cheeks immediately turned beet red, and he shook his head repeatedly.

“Perfect. What do you think of Aurora Sinclair?”

Jensen Guthrie froze for a moment. His eyes flickered, and a trace of secret delight surfaced in his heart.

But then Zane Guthrie added, “The Family Head’s intention is that Aurora Sinclair must be brought into the Guthrie Family. The best way to do that is through a marriage alliance!”

***

On the other side, after hanging up, Arthur Lockwood turned and switched off the signal jammer. “Morgan, you’re a cunning one. I bet the people at the Calligraphy Association are tearing their hair out right now trying to find Aurora!”

Alvin Morgan gave him a cool glance, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.

The sea breeze blew in gusts, the sun was bright and warm, and the waves lapped against the shoreline again and again.

On the beach not far away, Aurora Sinclair was wearing his hoodie, her pant legs rolled up. Barefoot, she was squatting on the sand, building a sandcastle with Titus Miles and Leigh Miles.

The three of them were having the time of their lives, full of childlike innocence.

The Calligraphy Association’s award ceremony had been forced to a halt because of Stella Sinclair.

Alvin Morgan had seized the opportunity while the Guthrie Family was overwhelmed. He gave Master Sinclair a heads-up and quickly whisked Aurora Sinclair, Leigh Miles, and Titus Miles away, heading straight for a private airport.

With Arthur Lockwood providing cover, no one knew the group’s whereabouts.

They took a flight overnight to this stunningly beautiful private beach.

According to a scoop from Beta Morgan, this beach had been personally purchased by Alvin Morgan’s mother, Yvonne Whitlock, as a wedding gift for him. For this little tidbit, Beta Morgan had paid the price for his loose lips.

While others got to enjoy the sun, sea, and sand, he could only lead people to the shore to do hard labor.

So miserable…

***

“One hug, one goodbye, ’cause I know that once I leave, I’ll never see you again…”

Aurora Sinclair’s phone suddenly lit up, and that classic song by Darius Lynch began to play.

Not far away, Susan Warner, who was taking pictures by the shore, was instantly amused. She said to Cassius Morgan, who was acting as her photographer, “I didn’t expect little Aurora to be one of our Raymond’s ’Ice Creams’ too!”

Don’t be fooled by Susan Warner’s gray hair; her mindset and way of thinking were very young. When her youngest son debuted as an actor, she was the first in the family to support him. She even managed to infiltrate his fan club by leveraging her wealth for fan support activities.

If it weren’t for her high blood pressure, which led her family to strictly forbid her fan activities, she’d probably be the head of her son’s fan club by now.

Cassius Morgan glanced at Alvin Morgan in the distance and shushed her. “Don’t let that brat hear you, or he might just get angry with you.”

Susan Warner leaned in gossipily and asked, “You don’t think Whitlock would get jealous of Raymond over this, do you?”

“Hard to say… In any case, Raymond has already been banned from The Morgan Residence.”

The two of them whispered back and forth, enjoying the gossip, without a trace of the authority befitting the Head of the Morgan Family and his wife.

Aurora Sinclair swiped to answer her phone and heard Beta Morgan’s excited voice on the other end: “Aurora, come over to the reef! I found a super big sea crab…”

Aurora Sinclair’s eyes instantly lit up.

On the plane, Beta Morgan had told her all about the local delicacies, and sea crab was one of them.

She immediately turned to Leigh Miles and Titus Miles and said, “Mr. Beta found a big sea crab.”

“Really? Let’s go, let’s go…”

The three of them ran like the wind toward the reef.

“Morgan, where’d they go?” Arthur Lockwood asked curiously.

Alvin Morgan watched their retreating figures, his eyes narrowing slightly. “We’ll know if we go and see.”

Dean Morgan silently lit a candle in his heart for his second brother over by the reef.

’I hope Second Brother still gets to eat today!’

***

The reef was on the westernmost edge of Solis Beach. Compared to the sandy shore, the waves here were bigger and fiercer, crashing against the rocks with a deafening roar. The spray shot high into the air, rising like a white wall before falling back to calm.

A number of Morgan family guards were here, gathering the crabs and shrimp that had washed ashore.

From a distance, it was impossible to tell which one was Beta Morgan.

Leigh Miles cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone and shouted, “Mr. Beta—”

Hearing her voice, Beta Morgan straightened up, waved at them, and walked over carrying a plastic bucket.

He looked just like a fisherman at that moment, wearing a straw hat he’d found somewhere. He was shirtless, with a black short-sleeved shirt draped around his neck, his pant legs rolled up to his knees, and his feet bare.

When he got closer, Leigh Miles grinned and praised him, “Mr. Beta, you’re in great shape! You even have a six-pack.”

Only then did Aurora Sinclair notice that Beta Morgan was shirtless. She raised a hand to cover Leigh Miles’s eyes and said sternly, “Avert your eyes from impropriety!”

“What’s the big deal? Jean shows me pictures of Darius Lynch’s abs all the time…”

Her words made Beta Morgan blush a little. He quickly put the bucket on the ground and urged, “Quick, look at our dinner.”

The bucket was full of long-tailed shrimp, with a sea crab as big as a person’s face sitting on top.

Leigh Miles’s mouth started to water. It was as if she could still taste the crab pot she’d eaten that morning.

“Wow, Mr. Beta, you’re the best!”

The three of them lined up, their eyes full of admiration for Beta Morgan.

Beta Morgan was feeling an immense sense of accomplishment. He was just about to raise his hand to ruffle Leigh Miles’s hair, mimicking his master, when he saw his master’s face, which was caught somewhere between a smile and a smirk.

His hand froze just above Leigh Miles’s head. He quickly pulled it back, scratched his head, and said with an embarrassed laugh, “Master, I found a big sea crab.”

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