“Andrew, I found Laurence,” a servant shouted, running in.
Andrew frowned and put the fork on the table.
“Where is he?”
There was anxious in his voice.
“He fainted at the door.”
“Take me to him.”
Andrew followed the servant to the door and saw Laurence lying on the ground. His clothes were torn and there was a wound on his forehead. Andrew’s face looked unhappy.
“Get him inside,” Hale urged the servant, who answered and was about to walk up to get Laurence when Andrew took one step ahead and picked Laurence up.
“Call the doctor,” Andrew ordered.
“Yeah,” replied Hale, went for the doctor.
Looking at the back of Andrew, Patrick widened his eyes in surprise. Was that the Andrew he knew?
When Andrew placed Laurence on the couch, the doctor arrived. He looked at the cold face of
