Chapter 458: Chapter 458: Cleaning House
At this moment, hurried footsteps approached from afar.
"Mrs. Keaton, how is Lord Keaton?"
July Quinn looked up to see Miles Jacobs walking briskly in this direction.
The combination of a yellow floral shirt and white trousers looked like a walking mango slushie.
July Quinn didn’t know where Kyle Keaton’s family was; it seemed he was only close to Miles Jacobs in Westmarch.
So after the accident, July Quinn informed Miles Jacobs.
Because after Kyle Keaton’s car accident, his head was covered in blood.
If anything were to happen, Miles Jacobs might be able to help contact Kyle Keaton’s family.
"I’m not sure either; the doctor hasn’t come out yet."
"How did the car accident happen? I just checked the accident site, and there wasn’t much traffic there."
Miles Jacobs was extremely anxious.
Because the one in the car accident wasn’t just the boss of Regalscape Group, but also the lifeblood of the Keaton Family, the top family in Esteria.
If anything happened to him, surely Miles Jacobs would be buried alive by the Keaton Family as well.
"The car was tampered with."
At the mention of this, a trace of coldness appeared on July Quinn’s face, otherwise filled with despair and helplessness.
"Who?"
Miles Jacobs urgently pressed for answers.
But before July Quinn could respond, the door to the emergency room swung open.
Both of them quickly moved forward to inquire about Kyle Keaton’s condition.
"Fortunately, the car’s airbags were modified and reinforced, and coupled with his good driving skills, apart from a deep cut on the temple which needs a couple of days’ observation in the hospital, he’s otherwise fine."
Upon hearing the doctor’s diagnosis, July Quinn and Miles Jacobs breathed a sigh of relief.
"The wound has been stitched up; keep a light diet these few days."
After the doctor’s instructions, he allowed July Quinn and the others to visit Kyle Keaton in the ward.
Kyle Keaton was under anesthesia and hadn’t regained consciousness yet.
July Quinn gently adjusted his blanket, looking at his bandaged forehead and pale face, her gaze grew icier.
"Mr. Jacobs, could I trouble you to look after him for a while?"
Miles Jacobs, referred to by the patroness, stepped forward nervously, "Of course, but do you have something urgent? Maybe I could handle it for you."
While it was an honor to handle matters for the patroness,
he also had the self-awareness to know that when the patron woke up, he’d want to see the patroness, not him lingering around.
"Clearing the family accounts is not something you can help with."
July Quinn gently caressed Kyle Keaton’s cheek, her touch as tender as water, sharply contrasting with her icy voice.
"Clearing the family accounts?"
Miles Jacobs felt all his gossip senses fully activated.
Almost wanting to directly ask the patroness if she minded bringing along an extra hand, one who could watch too?
But as soon as the patroness moved her hand away from Lord Keaton’s cheek, she became as cold as fresh snow on a tree.
This immediately dispelled Miles Jacobs’s desire to linger, forcing him to switch topics to save himself:
"How long will it take? I... I’m worried Lord Keaton will wake up looking for you, and I won’t have a good explanation."
The current look of the patroness seemed capable of turning anyone into a pig in reincarnation at any moment.
"No more than two hours; I’ll be back."
With those words, July Quinn left the hospital without looking back.
*
The Quinn Manor—
Amanda Ford fiddled with the vacuum cleaner, unable to figure out how it operated for ages, she threw the cleaner aside in frustration.
"Mom, what’s wrong?"
Joy Quinn, holding a few roses cut from the garden, was a bit surprised to see this scene.