After hanging up, Chester Sawyer's face gradually turned pale.
Sebastian Lockwood placed a hand on his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong at home?"
"I... I don't know either."
The person on the other end hadn't been clear, and countless scenarios, almost all of them disastrous, flashed through his mind, making him increasingly anxious and frantic.
"Don't panic. Try calling again to ask, and I'll help you ask around too," Jane Spencer said reassuringly.
Chester nodded and called his mother again.
Lana Lowe just said everything was fine and told him not to worry. "Don't listen to your sister's nonsense. Your dad's just been too busy and hasn't been resting well lately. His high blood pressure flared up, so he's been resting at home for a few days."
"Is that all?"
"It's really nothing. You're out having fun, right? Are you short on money?"
"If it's just high blood pressure, then let me talk to him."
"I'm not with him right now..."
