Chapter 686
Once the butler left, the servants were left leaderless. They stared at Heather, who was lying on the couch, looking resigned as they were at a loss of what to do. Worried about Heather's condition, they stared at each other. What's taking the ambulance so long?
They glanced up the second floor, but the butler had already disappeared. Although Heather seldom showed herself in the Langston Residence, the servants deemed her an important person because she was the granddaughter whom Robert cared for the most after all.
Robert was already in such a terrible condition, so the servants were worried that if something happened to Heather, Robert might vent his anger on them. As such, the servants were distressed about their circumstances. Robert's temperament was rather unstable lately. Therefore, anything that had to do with Heather would make him blow up instantly.
Meanwhile, the butler was already by Robert's side. After the conversation with Heather, Robert couldn't fall asleep at all right now. He looked at the butler arduously and wanted to say something, but his throat hurt so much that he couldn't speak up.
"Old Master Langston, please take some rest," the butler advised. The ambulance would arrive soon, and in Robert's current state, he could be very sensitive to the sound of the siren.
Blinking, Robert just couldn't fall asleep. His energy was already depleted in the conversation with Heather just now. With that, he could only lie down weakly, yet he wasn't able to doze off.
"Old Master Langston, is something bothering you?" The butler could tell that Robert was in a bad mood, and he reckoned that the latter was irritated from the talk with Heather earlier.
"Where's Heather?" Robert asked in difficulty. His lips were dry and peeling, as if the water in his body was completely drawn out.
"Miss Heather went back to her room." The butler told the lie naturally. Robert had always trusted him, so he didn't suspect a thing.
After that, Robert seemed to be slightly relieved. The butler knew Robert was worried about Heather and thought if he should talk to Robert about her.
"Old Master, Miss Heather is much more mature now. Please don't worry about her." The butler put in a good word for Heather since Robert would only be at peace if Heather was fine. However, Robert shook his head. "I will always be worried about her." At this time, Robert's throat hurt intensely with every word he spoke. He wished to continue talking with the butler, but his body just wasn't able to let him continue.
The butler didn't want Robert to be tortured like this, so he said, "Old Master, please take a nap. Who knows, you might feel better after waking up." The butler smiled while he said that. Oh, how I wish Robert would recover. If Robert really passed away one day, the butler wouldn't know what he should do either. He could retire at this age, but he would feel empty in his heart.
The butler had devoted his entire life to the Langston Family. He never had the idea of leaving the family someday because he believed that he would breathe his last breath in the Langston Residence. However, that seemed to be impossible now. Thinking of Robert's current situation and the other members of the Langston Family, the butler thought it was unlikely that anyone would ask him to stay. Perhaps Heather would, but the butler knew that once Robert was gone, Heather wouldn't possibly continue staying in the Langston Residence either.
The butler was feeling perplexed regarding his future. He didn't know where else he could go in the future if he couldn't stay in the Langston Residence anymore. But right now, the only wish he had was for Robert to get well quickly and survive the illness no matter how serious it was, just like last time.
"I'm afraid I won't wake up anymore once I sleep," Robert croaked thirstily. He was dying to have some water, but the doctor had exhorted that he shouldn't drink anything before his respiratory system recovered.
"Please don't think that way, Old Master. Everything will be fine. Please don't worry." The butler didn't know how to comfort Robert seeing that even Robert was about to give up on himself. If that was the case, how would Heather be able to handle that blow?
Robert closed his eyes and shook his head incessantly. Just then, an ear-piercing siren came forth from the outside-the ambulance was finally here. TV shows had always depicted that ambulances would arrive within 5 minutes, but that was nearly impossible in reality.
Needless to say, the old man was alarmed by the ambulance's siren. He snapped open his eyes immediately with a terrifying look in his eyes. He was very disturbed by the sound of the siren, so he asked in distress, "An ambulance?"
The butler moved forward and gently placed his hand on Robert's chest. He could feel Robert's heartbeat accelerating all of a sudden.
"Old Master, Mr. Zach, one of the cooks, had a heart attack. Please don't worry about it." This was the best excuse the butler could think of.
Robert looked at the butler in suspicion as if he was trying to catch a trace of him lying from his expression. However, the butler wore a calm look, which successfully made Robert disperse his suspicion instantly.
After that, the butler continued staying beside Robert for some time. He knew Robert was prone to suspicion, so he had to behave as naturally as possible lest Robert would see through him.
"Get out," Robert commanded the butler. Nowadays, he preferred to be alone and didn't like having someone in his room—not even the butler. In fact, he still had a lot to say to the butler, but his body wouldn't allow him to do that at all. Feeling vexed, Robert rather not see anyone.
Currently, Robert's temperament was very unstable. Naturally, the butler had to obey Robert, so he obediently walked out of the latter's room. His little bluff earlier managed to convince Robert, so he didn't have the need to stay longer.
When the butler went downstairs, Heather was already being carried into the ambulance. Seeing the ambulance disappear out of his sight, the butler couldn't help but wonder who tagged along to the hospital. He was restless as he couldn't go to the hospital because he worried Robert might summon him at any time.
As such, he could only leave Heather's matter to the servants, who were ordinary in the usual days. Presently, there was no one else in the Langston Family who could be in charge of the situation. In addition, the relationship between Heather and the other members of the Langston Family was hostile to begin with.
In the hospital, Heather was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. The servant who had little medical knowledge stayed beside her. It had been more than an hour since she was admitted to the hospital, but she hadn't regained consciousness.
In the meantime, none of the Langstons came to visit her. Truth was, the butler didn't dare to inform any of the Langstons as he was worried that they would be gloating instead of caring for Heather. Besides, he was worried that they would let the cat out of the bag in front of Robert.
Just then, the butler thought of Matthias and felt like it was most appropriate to inform him about it. The butler called Matthias without wasting more time as he didn't want Heather to wake up surrounded by no one she was familiar with.
Matthias was in a board meeting when he received the butler's call. Looking at the unknown number on his phone, he ignored it without hesitation.
Staring at the phone, the butler thought he was being too abrupt. After all, Matthias wouldn't know of his existence at all. At this thought, the butler decided that it was more appropriate for him to send a message to Matthias.
A moment later, Matthias received a message from the unknown number earlier. His expression changed immediately after he read the content. He sprang up from his seat with anxiousness plastered all over his face, while the other board members were dumbfounded by his sudden action.
Mr. Harlow, who was in the middle of his speech, clammed up immediately and looked at Matthias in puzzlement as he thought some of his words had annoyed Matthias.