Chapter 342

The butler hurriedly took out his phone and dialed Christiano's number.

The call was quickly picked up, and Christiano's lazy voice rang out.

"Young Master, Miss Simpson didn't know what was going on just now. She ran out in a panic."

"What's there to be nervous about? Don't you want Zhang to keep up with her?"

Hearing Christiano's impatient voice, the butler couldn't care less. He hurriedly said, "Miss Simpson left by taxi. Young Master, would you like to go and have a look? After all, Miss Simpson is still pregnant."

"Christiano, I... I don't feel well!"

"Well, it's up to you!"

"Less..."

Before the butler could say anything, Christiano had already hung up the phone.

"The housekeeper, what did the young master say?"

"Alas..."

He sat paralyzed on the stool with a helpless look on his face.

"Why don't you call Young Master Ethan?"

A servant inside said to the butler.

"Yeah! How did I forget about him?"