Staring at her frowning face, Jeremy curled his lips. "How could I be so daring to make fun of my aunt?"

He walked to her front. "I was done with my meeting a long time ago. It's just that I saw you sleeping, so it would’ve been rather inconvenient to wake you up."

"..." After hearing what he had to say, Madeline felt that she was the one at fault.

Seeing Madeline daydreaming, Jeremy stared at the blanket which Madeline was holding onto.

"Aunty, please don't go making wild guesses that I'm the one who covered you with this blanket. It's the lady from the front desk who did it. It's none of my business."

He denied that the incident had anything to do with him. His eyes did not show any sign of concern toward her nor could traces of missing her be found.

Madeline grasped the blanket tightly and smiled. "It looks like I've really misunderstood. If that's the case, then can you please book an appointment, Mr. Whitman? I don't want to waste too much time on just your case alone."

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