The subordinate held Zachary's arm and looked at his face anxiously. "Master, how are you?"

"Go, go... Call Wendy! " Zachary said with difficulty.

"Yes, sir!" The subordinate helped Zachary get into the car in a hurry. He called Wendy. Before the phone was connected, the subordinate saw from the rearview mirror that Zachary was leaning against the car seat with his eyes closed and painful.

The subordinate was frightened and shouted, "Master? Master! "

Zachary seemed to pass out and said nothing.

At this time, Wendy was having a class at school. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, because she was sitting in the first row. The teacher would find her phone if she took it out.

Generally speaking, everyone knew that Wendy went to school in the daytime. If there was anything, they would choose the time to contact her after school or at night.

They wouldn't contact her in the morning unless it was something very important.

After thinking for a while, she rai

ked with concern, "Why didn't you tell me such a big thing! Why do you have to bear it yourself? "

Wendy shook her head and smiled, "It's just a small matter. Telling you will only add to your trouble. Besides, I don't have to bear it myself. With Harold's help, this matter has been perfectly over."

Speaking of this, Zachary frowned and looked at Wendy sharply. "Wendy, tell me the truth. Why did the girl slander you and your mother?"

Although Zachary's blood pressure had dropped, Wendy didn't want to tell him that she had found her biological father. She was afraid that he would faint with anger again.

After a thought, Wendy said, "Millay likes Harold, so she deliberately spread rumors and slander me. Last time when she hired someone to attack me at the airport, Harold sent someone to find her and send her to the police station. Although we reconciled in private later, her hatred for me at that time should not dissipate, so this time she wants to target me again. "