Chapter 225 He has changed a lot.
âYes, my lord, you can finally rest assured.â Quentin was also stretching out his hand to wipe tears.
âWhen the young masterâs legs get better, you can officially give the Garrett Group to him.
At that time, what can they say?â
âThose who want to kick the young master out of the Garrett Group can give up.â
If he didnât decide who would be the new leader of the Garrett Group, many people would covet this position.
Especially his eldest son.
Old Mr. Garrett nodded, then turned his head, and repeatedly asked Nikita: âNiky, are you sure that Corleyâs legs can be cured?â
âYes.â Nikita explained the situation to him again. âBut as I said just now, it may not completely return to normal. After treatment, there will be some problems in walking in the future.â
âIt is already a blessing in misfortune that he can stand up again!â Old Mr. Garrett is clear. âEven if there is something wrong with walking, it is better than sitting in a wheelchair all his life.
Niky, you are really Corleyâs benefactor. How can we pay you back?â
Nikita looked at Old Mr. Garrett, who was very excited, touched her stomach with one hand, said in a calm way: âYou just need to give me enough money, and then treat me a meal.
Mr. Lambert and I came here without having lunch. Can I eat something in your house?â
âOf course!
Why didnât you say it earlier that you didnât eat anything? Then I can prepare it earlier! âOld Mr. Garrett immediately called Quentin,âGo to tell the cook to prepare food to entertain these two distinguished guests.â
âAnd, go and take out one of the bottles of red wine I have treasured, and open it. I will entertain two distinguished guests myself.â
Quentin was a little surprised.
Old Mr. Garrett treasured those bottles of red wine, which he usually reluctant to take out and drink.
Old Mr. Garrett was very happy after he heard that the young masterâs leg can be treated.
Old Mr. Garrett prepared very rich food.
Nikita was very hungry, and she lowered her head and kept eating. Sheehan sat beside her position, and he didnât eat much. When he saw her bowl was almost empty, he would put some food into her bowl.
When he first put food into her bowl, Nikita looked up at him.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, Nikita didnât say anything, then lowered her head and continued to eat.
When Sheehan saw her gobbling, he smiled in a low voice, and then his voice was full of intentional intimacy: âEat slowly, no one will rob your food.
Donât worry, Old Mr. Garrett has enough food. â
Nikita lowered her head to continue, ignored him.
But Old Mr. Garrett turned his head and gave him a thoughtful look.
This meal took nearly an hour.
After dinner, Nikita just remembered that she hasnât taken out those silver needles in Corleyâs legs.
The man was calm and didnât order anyone to call her.
Wasnât he afraid that it will cause some bad consequences that those needles stuck in his leg for too long?
When they went upstairs again, Old Mr. Garrett and Sheehan followed Nikita into Corleyâs bedroom.
When they went into the bedroom, Nikita found something different.
The closed window of the bedroom opened, the curtains were opened, and the smell in the air was no longer as pungent and unpleasant as before.
The room was cleaned again, and even there were a few bouquets of flowers in the vase. There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.
Itâs not just the room that has changed.
Corley has also changed a lot.
Nikita remembered that he was wearing a crumpled black nightgown before. But when they came up again, Corley turned his black nightgown into a dark purple silk nightgown, which looked luxurious in texture and made his skin particularly white.