Sure enough, the next second, William Guillen spoke, "Can you go see Fluffy and talk to her?"
Sophie Sullivan's eye color turned slightly cold, and her tone became serious, "What's wrong with her?"
"She's sick, quite seriously. Go see her, and talk to her. No matter how big the issue, it's not more important than her own body."
William Guillen played it down with just a few words, but Sophie Sullivan sensed something different.
Fluffy Zane was very seriously ill, and at this time, he wouldn't go see her. Instead, he had her go and talk to her.
What on earth happened between them?
Sophie Sullivan lifted the silk quilt, got out of bed, and went to the balcony, "Since Fluffy is sick, why aren't you going to see her?"
"I'm overseas."
Overseas, what a perfect excuse.
"What do you mean by asking me to talk to her? To persuade her to let go of you?"
William Guillen's voice was faint and somewhat ethereal, "Yes."
