"What's the matter, Camden? Is it urgent? I've been a bit exhausted lately, so if it's not pressing, can I sleep a little more?" Ariel Morris's expression was very heavy, and she indeed looked tired.
Camden's gaze fell on Ariel Morris's abdomen, his voice growing more solemn, "Miss Ariel----you should hurry downstairs. Young Master Saxton is in a rage; it's better not to provoke him."
"Why is my brother so mad this early morning? Who offended him?" Ariel Morris knit her brows slightly and asked Camden, perplexed.
Camden's gaze fixed on Ariel Morris, and the expression in his eyes was evident.
Ariel Morris noticed Camden's gaze, her brows furrowing further, and her voice carried some surprise, "Camden, what do you mean with that look? Did I offend my brother? Don't joke! I've been sleeping the whole time and haven't even gone downstairs yet! How could I offend my brother so early?"
