Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 873: Eleven—Oroni Seys, to Be Precise

Jorge Saxton led the two of them inside.

"Ariel, from now on you will live here with Arlo. This manor still has Aunt Glenn and three servants. Considering the communication issue, we’ve hired all Chinese staff to take care of your daily needs. My brother will occasionally come by, so Arlo will take care of you here."

Ariel Morris nodded, "Alright."

The meal cooked by Aunt Glenn was quite sumptuous, with a perfect balance of meat and vegetables. After Jorge Saxton and Camden finished eating, they went out to attend to some matters.

Ariel Morris wasn’t feeling too well mentally and put down her bowl and chopsticks after a couple of bites, her stomach uncomfortable.

Arlo Seys approached, "Miss Morris, shall I take you upstairs to rest?"

Ariel Morris nodded, "Okay."

Arlo Seys put down the bowl and chopsticks and took Ariel Morris upstairs to rest.

"Arlo, go downstairs and eat. Don’t worry about me, I’ll take a nap."

"Alright."

The sound of Arlo Seys’ footsteps faded away, and Ariel Morris lay down, quickly falling asleep.

Through the slightly ajar door, Arlo Seys stood by the door, peering through the gap at her slightly pale face on the sickbed. His grip on the doorknob tightened gradually, a deep, unspoken pain surfacing in his eyes.

Arlo Seys watched for a long time, ensuring she had truly fallen asleep before turning to go downstairs.

Aunt Glenn saw him coming down and spoke respectfully with a smile, "Young Master Seys....."

"Aunt Glenn, mind your address." Arlo Seys interrupted her.

Aunt Glenn immediately lowered her head to apologize, "Mr. Arlo..... sir, the food will get cold soon. Would you like me to heat it up for you?"

Arlo Seys’ gaze fell on the hardly touched bowl of Ariel Morris, pursing his lips, his voice somewhat low: "Pack it up. Can you make mille-feuille pancakes?"

"Mr. Arlo wants pancakes? I can have someone go buy some." Aunt Glenn replied.

Arlo Seys shook his head, "No need. You can’t find that taste outside. Please clear the meal. There’s nothing more here."

"Okay."

Aunt Glenn and the servants went away.

Arlo Seys turned off the voice changer hidden in his collar, his cool and collected demeanor, soft eyes, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance and absolute grace.

Arlo Seys, or more accurately Oroni Seys, the eldest of the Seys Family, glanced upstairs once, then took out his phone to make a call to the Royal View City landline.

After ending the call with Aunt Forest, Arlo Seys sent out a voice message and then switched his phone to silent mode.

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When Ariel Morris woke up again, she thought about how she was sleeping more and more, a wave of panic surged within her.

Her greatest fear was that one day her sleeping time would extend further and further, until she would sleep forever.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Arlo Seys pushed the door open and entered, speaking lightly to her, "Miss Morris, come down and have something to eat. I noticed you didn’t eat much before. Now that you have a baby, it’s important to eat more, for both your health and the baby’s."

Ariel Morris nodded, getting out of bed.

As soon as her feet touched the floor, a pair of warm hands slipped her feet gently into the slippers.

Ariel Morris’ body stiffened slightly. No man other than Arlo and her brother had ever taken care of her so intimately.

Ariel Morris pursed her lips, "Arlo, taking care of a blind person like me must be a bother to you."

Arlo Seys paused, looking at Ariel Morris’ pale complexion, his voice low: "Miss Morris, since I took on the task of taking care of you, it’s my duty to do it well. I hope Miss Morris won’t feel awkward, since we’re going to spend quite some time together, or you can think of me as a friend, a close confidant. Also, I hope Miss Morris recovers soon and can see again. I’m sure Miss Morris wants that too, right?"

Ariel Morris nodded, "Yes, I want to get better soon, so I can return to City C, back to Arlo."