Man Winslow's eyes were red-rimmed. "How could I not come when something so terrible has happened to Rosalyn?"
Damian Fairchild's gaze fell on Fiona Linden, who stood behind Man Winslow. "Why are you still in Aurelium? Didn't I tell you to go back to Azura..."
Man Winslow said, "Jude, don't blame her. I'm the one who asked her to stay."
Gilbert Winslow, pushing a suitcase, walked over then. He looked at Damian Fairchild, his voice tinged with resentment.
"Jericho Hawthorne, how could you not tell us when something this big happened to my sister? And Fiona is your sister-in-law, how can you treat her like this?"
Damian Fairchild's face was grim, his voice chillingly cold. "I don't care why you instigated the old man to come to Aurelium, but you will all go back first thing tomorrow morning!"
Man Winslow replied, "Jude, I know our family has caused you a lot of trouble. But with Rosalyn in this state, I can't possibly leave Aurelium until her condition improves."
