Sister, look at him!

Chapter 383 When the Rose Withers 6

My head hurts so much and my consciousness is hazy. Even in my dreams, I feel dizzy.

Carol was dreaming and she saw her younger self.

The little girl was held in the arms of a man with long light blond hair. Dozens of people with strange diseases surrounded them, opening their bloody mouths full of fangs.

"Don't...don't..."

Carol woke up from her dream crying. Before she could see the current situation clearly, her brows were furrowed because of the headache.

The soft hand was slightly cool and fragrant, and gently placed on her forehead, "Carol, dear, are you okay?"

Carol slowly opened her eyes and saw Mrs. Perry's worried face.

The surroundings were familiar; she was in the bedroom that Mrs. Perry had prepared for her.

"Aunt..." Carol was extremely fragile at this moment. She greedily wanted to draw even a little warmth from Mrs. Perry's fingertips.

Mrs. Perry stroked her long hair lovingly, "Officer Harold found you and Mr. Capel Jr. near the East End. Carol, tell me, weren't you supposed to be at the Opal Theater?"

Carol's eyes dodged, "Aunt, I, I..."

Mrs. Perry's voice was still gentle, "Carol, I just don't want you to get hurt."

Carol lowered her eyes, and suddenly mustered up the courage to speak, "Aunt... did my father and mother also have that strange disease?"

Mrs. Perry's decent smile froze and her expression became a little unnatural.

She hesitated, her eyes complicated, "Carol, your father is from the East District, but your mother..."

Mrs. Perry paused. "I have never seen a more dignified, elegant, and beautiful person."

After hearing this, Carol probably understood what Mrs. Perry meant.

Her father most likely contracted the disease in the East District. Her mother was not sure whether she had the strange disease, but the cause of death was definitely related to the strange disease and her father.

No wonder Mrs. Perry disliked her father.

"Okay, dear. Anne just gave you some medicine. You should get some sleep first." Mrs. Perry tucked the quilt for Carol and comforted her softly.

Mrs. Perry's voice seemed to have a kind of magic. Carol couldn't help feeling sleepy. When she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly remembered something.

"Aunt, where is Edwin? How is he?"

Seeing Carol's anxious look, Mrs. Perry continued to coax her patiently, "Little Mr. Capet is fine, you were rescued together."

Carol finally felt relieved. Once she relaxed, her eyelids began to droop as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

She mumbled something in a daze before letting out a long breath.

He fell asleep in such a short time.

Mrs. Perry's eyes were somewhat dim. She sat beside Carol's bed and couldn't help looking out the window. Over there was the Capet family's mansion.

Maybe Edwin wasn't right for Carol.

But is there a better option, she thought?

Mrs. Perry sighed softly, stood up and slowly walked out of Carol's room.

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The Capet family was also in unrest at the moment.

Edwin was already in poor health, and now he was half dead after being in the rain for so long. The Capet family invited almost all the doctors they could to treat Edwin.

Hilda sat in front of the fireplace and prayed in tears, hoping that her brother would survive.

Old Mr. Capet angrily asked Mrs. Capet to cut off contact with Mrs. Perry and Carol. He doted on his youngest son the most. Now the youngest son was fine when he went out to see a play, but he became like this when he came back. How could he not be angry?

Mrs. Capet was a true "family angel" who obeyed all her husband's decisions. When she heard what old Capet said, she could only regret her friendship with Mrs. Perry.

"What does it have to do with Mrs. Perry and Miss Crane?" Hilda, who was always docile, finally exploded. "The root cause is in the East District! If the problems in the East District are not solved, this kind of thing will never stop!"

Old Capet was a little stunned, as if he had not expected that Hilda, who had always been submissive, would refute his words.

When he realized what was happening, his face turned red and white, and he shouted at Hilda in anger, "You are a widow who inherited an octogenarian husband, and a young lady from a declining noble family. How dare you contradict your father for them!"

"Father, Hilda is right."

Two men walked in from the door one after another.

When Hilda saw the person coming, the tears she had been holding back for a long time fell. She whimpered, lowered her eyes in grievance and wiped away her tears.

Duke Cyril Winston hurried over to Hilda. He said nothing, but held Hilda's hand and stayed with her.

Another man walked up to Old Cape and said, "The strange disease in the East District is spreading very quickly. Father, if we don't solve it, it will come to us sooner or later."

Old Capet looked pale, and he was hesitant, not knowing what to do. His eldest son, Zane, was very smart and capable, and he believed in his eldest son. But the East District was full of hungry rabble, could they really threaten them?

As soon as Zane saw Old Cape's expression, he knew what he was thinking.

Stupid, he cursed in his mind.

But because the other party was his father and he had not yet inherited the title, he could only patiently explain, "Why don't you and mother take Edwin and leave London temporarily to avoid the limelight."

Leaving London?

Old Capet didn't want to leave; he was greedy for the prosperity, fame and fortune of London.

But if I don't leave, what if a riot really happens in the East District...

Cyril suddenly spoke up, "I came here to say goodbye to you two. When Edwin recovers from his illness, I will take Hilda away from London until the East End is stable."

Even Cyril said so...

Old Capet was even more worried.

He paced back and forth in the room, struggling internally, but still couldn't make up his mind. He still held on to hope, what if nothing happened?

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a decision, "Let's observe for a few more days."

There are so many celebrities in London, and none of them has said they want to leave. There is no need for him to be in a hurry. He should wait and see how other families deal with it.

Old Capet was convincing himself in his heart.

Seeing this, Zane could only shake his head helplessly. He understood old Capet's selfishness and stupidity, and at this moment he also realized that his father's greed prevailed in the end.

Then there was nothing to say next, Zain's attitude became much colder, "Since father has made the decision, then listen to him."

He turned around and left the room without any regrets.

Be it Edwin or Hilda, what he cares about is the title and the right of inheritance. If it weren't for the turmoil in the East End, he wouldn't want to leave London, the place that carries his ambitions.