"What did you say? We can't leave now?" William Cole glared furiously at Ruth Dawn.
Ruth Dawn nodded, "Yes, we can't leave now, Prince Helborn hasn't seen me yet. William, this is the greatest opportunity."
"I can't lose it."
Hearing Ruth Dawn speak like this, William felt extremely disappointed.
He had not expected that Poppy Torres, with her arms broken and now unconscious, Ruth still insisted on meeting the estate's owner.
William was furious, "Ruth Dawn, are you still human? Poppy is in such a state, and you're still fixated on turning your Dawn family into so-called nobility."
"Is Poppy's arm less important to you than becoming a noble?"
Ruth Dawn scoffed and shook her head, "William, you're completely conflating concepts here."
"You said you could heal Poppy's arm, plus you've stopped her bleeding. You yourself said there's no problem, so what's wrong with waiting a little longer?"
"Even if her arm is already like this, what difference will it make if we leave now?"