Chapter 1599


    Arabe bowed, murmured some words and it wasn''t until an hour had passed that they set off to pay


    respects at the resting ce of Carol''s adoptive parents.


    The n was originally to visit them the next day, but as Carol pondered, she realized that New Year


    was fast approaching. She wanted to knit some cozy towels and scarves for her aunt and uncle, and


    time was running out.


    As evening fell, Betty found Serena had fever; hastily, she went to Louisa, “Mrs. Collins, I went to


    deliver Ms. Serena''s dinner and found her burning up with fever. May I call Dr. Osmond to check on


    her?"


    Louisa, in the midst of a manicure, heard her words and responded in a nonchnt air without even


    looking up, "I sent her to the guesthouse to reflect, not to take her life. Call the doctor if you must."


    Betty was taken aback by Louisa''s cool and even a bit careless demeanor, a stark contrast to the flurry


    of worry she''d typically disy if Serena so much as sneezed.


    Without a moment to waste, Betty hurriedly called Dr. Osmond. After ending the call, she reported


    back, "Dr. Osmond will be here in half an hour. I''ll go ahead and apply some fever patches to Ms.


    Serena."


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    "Okay," Louisa’s attention was still firmly on her nails, as if this trivia was a ripple too small to disturb


    the calm surface of her day.


    Betty was shocked by herck of concern but knew better than toment.


    Meanwhile, Serenay in bed as her phone pinged with a news alert. It was about a sensational


    coboration between the enigmatic star Summer and chart-topping singer David at a recent concert.


    Last night it was the first time Summer arrived there as an airborne guest, and also for David, it was the


    first time he released his song for his sister. Hence, it had taken the inte by storm. Praise poured in


    for their voices, their style, their talent, dering their performance wless; every detail and every line


    of the lyrics were considered impable.


    In a huff, Serena tossed her phone aside, her headache worsening.


    "Ms. Serena, I''ve got the fever patches!" Betty rushed in, pressing the cool adhesive to Serena''s


    forehead, "Dr. Osmond will be here shortly; just hang on."


    "Did you bring these without telling my parents? You shouldn''t bother. I don''t want you to get in trouble


    on my ount," Serena feigned concern.


    "Mrs. Collins knows. I''ve informed her and she gave the green light to call the doctor."


    Serena hadn''t expected to catch Betty out so easily. There was still leverage with her parents; they still


    cared enough to send a doctor!


    Gleefully, Serena yed it down, "I didn''t want to worry Mom. Next time, don''t mention it to her. I''d hate


    for her to lose sleep over me."


    "Mrs. Collins wasn''t really that worried. She continued her manicure and barely nced at me when I


    told her," Betty tucked Serena in.


    Hearing this, Serena felt a pang of disappointment and surprise. Her own mother seemed indifferent to


    her sickness.


    Just then, Betty, who''d been delivering meals to Serena for the past couple of days, realized she hadn''t


    seen anyundry out to dry.


    "Ms. Serena, where are your dirty clothes?" she couldn’t help but inquire.


    Distractedly, Serena replied, "I haven''t washed them yet," her thoughts were still fixated on her


    mother''s reaction.