"You don't have to do this." Manuel Ink reminded her.
Summer Sutton was anxious at that moment, who cared about all that?
"I can't just let you take that hit for nothing on my behalf!" She inhaled sharply, her brows knitted tightly.
Her words were very much taken for granted.
Manuel was startled, thinking of the Old Master's words just now, his gaze slowly warmed.
"Right, where's the medicine? At a time like this, Summer Sutton was in such pain but hadn't forgotten her most treasured item.
Even after being hit, she had to take the medicine with her.
"I'll have the servants bring it up." Manuel said.
Summer smiled at him, rubbing her aching back as she headed to the balcony.
Her eyes wandered to a bunch of flowers she couldn't name, and she couldn't help but sigh, "The treasures of the Ink Family are indeed many!"
"What do you want to do now?" Suddenly, the Old Master's stern voice came from outside the room.
