Blackwell breathed a sigh of relief at the sight, then laughed and said, "It's my honor to be of assistance, Sir."
"Ah!" Just after saying that, Blackwell suddenly remembered something, hurriedly fumbled out an envelope from his pocket, "I almost forgot, Sir, Miss Hastings asked me to give this to you."
Arthur took the envelope, tore open the wax seal on it, and took out the letter inside.
He glanced at the letter briefly, then refolded it and put it back into the envelope, as if there was nothing in it that particularly caught his attention.
"Let's go."
Blackwell followed closely behind Arthur, either out of curiosity or because he was no longer enamored with the generous remuneration and position of a private secretary.
Driven by curiosity, he asked hesitantly, "Miss Hastings... she... isn't upset with you, is she? Considering today's situation..."
Arthur stopped in his tracks, standing still.
