Chapter 662 The Letter Is Given To Fabian

Wynter knew the ghost wouldn't talk until Fabian was there, but she still had a lot of questions she needed answered. Would you kindly inform my grandfather that I am waiting for him in the study, Mr. Moore? "Please ask Albert to come as well," she said. Phil never questioned Wynter's wishes, but he had no idea what she had planned. He trusted her to take care of everything, not simply because she was now the leader of the Quinnell family. Fabian, who slept lightly, awoke rapidly. He hurried up after listening to Phil go into great detail about the matter, leaving his slippers behind in his haste. He was skeptical about the paranormal, yet he pleaded, "Hurry, take me to the study." A spirit of heroism from the front... Fabian remembered the Quinnell family's inherited custom of giving others what they needed when they asked for it. He rushed to locate Wynter, using his cane for assistance, eager to know why the spirit of the hero was here. Phil was intrigued, too, but he remembered to call Albert first. Jolene, who was sleeping next door, also roused when Albert woke up. Her long hair cascaded softly over her shoulders as she slipped a coat over them. "What's happening, Al? What a late hour it is. Is everything okay? It's not a big deal. Grandpa is trying to find me. You should go back to sleep," Albert remarked quietly. "Was it because I looked for Mr. Quinnell Senior earlier?" Jolene said, biting her lip. I should accompany you if that's the case. Together, we can resolve the issue."