Triplets on Secret Mission
Chapter 627

Chapter 627

Chapter 627

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Molly's mind flashed through many scenes. All of them were

the times she spent with Sean.

In the end, she nodded slowly as if she had accepted the other person and recognized him as the love of her

life.

Sean did not have any thoughts about that. He soaked the cotton swab in his hand with medicine and lightly

smeared it on Molly's wound.

Sean looked very serious when he saw that deep scar. With a bit of piety, the movements of his hands seemed

to be whispering and repenting of his mistakes.

Time seemed to have slowed down.

After a while.

Sean asked, "Is it cold?"

After Sean had applied the medicine to Molly's wound, he carefully bandaged it. His eyes avoided the smooth

and delicate skin, and he did not focus on anything else.

Molly had no idea, and she just smiled and said, "It's not cold at all."

However, Molly was sure that she could feel the tenderness of the other party.

At the same time, at the Andersons' manor.

Mr. Anderson Sr sat by the window and looked at the garden behind his manor.

The cool breeze swayed lightly through the overlapping flowers in the deep night. The breeze carriedthe fragrance into the manor. It was refreshing and soothing to smell.

Mr. Anderson Sr stared at the cluster of white magnolias. For some reason, he always felt a littleuneasy recently.

His eyelid kept trembling.

Mr. Anderson Sr did not wish to rest at this hour because of that. So, he sat there and enjoyed theflowers to pass the time.

The housekeeper noticed the light coming from the crack of the door. He opened the door and couldnot help but say, "Sir, you shouldn't sit by the window in such thin clothes. Your health is veryimportant."

In fact, the manor had already installed a heating system. As long as he stayed in the house, he wouldnot feel cold at all.

Yet, the housekeeper was still worried about his master.

When Mr. Anderson Sr heard the movement behind

him, he retracted his thoughts. His eyebrows were raised, and he spoke to the housekeeper, "It's okay.I know my own condition. I'm still tough."

Mr. Anderson Sr added, "At least, I'm still tough enough to control these people."

The housekeeper smiled and walked over to Mr. Anderson Sr. He closed the window and said, "Yes.

Those people would not dare to mess around as long as you are still alive." Then, he continued, "Nomatter how tough you are, you can't toss yourself around like that. We're not as young as before now.

Plus, it's cold at night. What if you catch a cold?"

Mr. Anderson Sr narrowed his eyes and said, "With my current condition, it's more than enough to dealwith my two sons!"

The housekeeper helped Mr. Anderson Sr sat on the couch and nodded, "Yes, sir. It’s more than enough."

The housekeeper knew in his heart that Mr. Anderson Sr refused to accept that he was old. But, as a son, who

would dare to strike their own father?

"Sit down and have a chat with me. I couldn't sleep." Mr. Anderson Sr waved at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper nodded and sat opposite Mr. Anderson Sr, who was neither humble nor arrogant but only

with a calm expression.

The two seemed like masters and housekeepers. In fact, everyone in the Andersons knew that they were

close friends, and it was no exaggeration to say that they were relatives.

The housekeeper became acquainted with Mr. Anderson Sr when he was young and had served Mr. Anderson

Sr since those days in the Anderson Corporation.

They were like-minded and spent half their lives making the Anderson Corporation stand out in Northfolk. They

made the Anderson Corporation appear in the vision of the upper class and led the corporation to develop

even better.

When it was about time for Mr. Anderson Sr to retire, he had an outstanding grandson, Sean. So, he was

willing to entrust the entire Anderson Corporation to him.

The housekeeper also retired from the Anderson Corporation and came to manage the Andersons' manor. It

can be said that he had been by Mr. Anderson Sr's side for most of his life.

It was rare to have a confidant in life, which was probably sufficient to describe these two old folks.

The housekeeper had watched over Mr. Anderson Sr for many years and knew him very well in his heart.