With the preliminaries over, the spectators on the racetrack began to gradually disperse.
Emily Parker stood at the exit of the pit area and glanced behind her.
"Who are you looking for?"
Carlos came over and draped a coat over her shoulders.
The night breeze was slightly cool, and he noticed her protruding belly was more pronounced under the thin clothing.
"Uncle Mason... that gentleman just now."
Emily frowned slightly, "I was too busy just now,
forgot to greet him, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone."
A staff member nearby heard this and stepped forward to explain,
"That gentleman left as soon as the preliminaries ended. He asked me to tell you that he will visit the clinic next time."
Emily nodded; although she'd only met him twice, she had a good impression of him.
As she was pondering, a commotion arose in front of her.
Sophie Parker walked towards them, holding Adam Willow's arm, followed by a few well-dressed men and women.
