Chapter 390 Taking Care

• For the past few days, Taya had been at Griffon’ side, taking good care of him. Her tense heart slowly relaxed as she saw that the wound was scabbing over. After doctor Leech finished changing the medication, she asked anxiously, “Can these scars be removed after the wound heals?” Doctor Leech took off his sterile gloves and answered, “The superficial ones can be removed, the deep ones will be more difficult, but I will use the best medicine and try my best to help Alpha.” He still used the words “try my best”, but doctor Leach was a world-renowned surgeon, so with him in the room, there was a little problem. After getting the exact answer, Taya’s tightly furrowed brow relaxed,” Thank you, Dr. Leech.” Doctor Leech waved his hand, “You’re welcome.” Afterward, Stella Leach nodded respectfully to Griffon and quickly left with the other doctors. After the doctors left, Taya sat down at the bedside, “Griffon, Amon’s funeral is over. He will be buried the day after tomorrow. I will go to Aronland tomorrow and bring my sister’s ashes there.” Baird Yardley contacted her this morning and asked her to go to Aronland early so as not to delay the combined burial. In addition, Casare was transferred to prison by the Aronland royal pack. He was sentenced to life imprisonment, but committed suicide shortly after being jailed. Everyone knew that it was impossible for Casare to commit suicide, and the only one who couldn’t wait to do it under such circumstances was Jocelyn Sherwood. She said she would let Casare die, so she would definitely do it. The efficiency of the only daughter of the Sherwood pack was so great that even the Yardley pack would not be able to protect Casare even if they wanted. Her sister’s affair with Amon was eventually over after the funeral. But she had to deliver her sister’s ashes herself. Sitting on the bed with his laptop, Griffon suddenly stopped his fingers typing on the keyboard when he heard that she was going to Aronland. He raised his long, vertical eyelashes and looked at Taya, “Do you really have to go?” Taya nodded, “Let me do this last thing for my sister.” After worrying for two seconds, Griffon put down his laptop, and picked up his phone to call Andre. “Prepare a private jet to Aronland tomorrow.” He finished giving the order in a cold voice, then softened his voice and whispered to Taya, “I’ll go with you tomorrow.” Aronland was very unsafe, and Griffon was worried about letting her go alone. But Taya said, “Neil will be with me, you’re not healed yet, you should get well first.” Neil was a student of Amon’s and a subordinate of Rosalie’s. In any case, he would go to see the two off for the last time. Fearing that Neil alone would not be able to convince Griffon, she added, “And George, he happens to be going back to Aronland as well.” Griffon did not say much at the moment. When Taya received Grace the next day, she boarded a private plane carrying Rosalie’s ashes. Wearing a black suit, a tall and well-built man strode out of the terminal with steady and powerful steps. His face was flawlessly beautiful, but still a little pale, but he forced himself to hold up and stepped up the stairs, boarding the private jet. Seeing him coming, Taya hurriedly got up to help him, “Why are you here? Didn’t you agree to stay at home?” It was agreed that she would go to transport Rosalie’s ashes, and he would stay at home to recuperate. How could his injury heal if he followed her back and forth on such a bumpy trip? After Griffon sat down in the sp acious and tidy seat, he raised his eyes and responded to Taya with a smile, “I’m worried about you.” Andre and Zack, who were following behind, frowned, staring closely at Griffon who put it lightly. Griffon was injured last time in Aronland, and after learning that he had gone to Aronland again, it was possible that that group would attack him again. To protect Griffon, Andre dispatched several special planes this time, followed by elite bodyguards on them. Zach also mobilized part of the trusted personnel from S to wait in the Aronland airport, and they would be protected all the way once they landed. Having no idea of the risk factors, Taya clutched the urn and looked at Griffon worriedly, “Did you bring a doctor?” Griffon nodded gently, rubbed her hair to soothe her unease, and looked at Grace who was cowering in the corner. Seeing that he was looking at her, the little girl quickly withdrew her peeking eyes and lowered her head to play with the doll she was holding… Griffon seemed to just glance casually, and quickly looked away. Seeing him stop looking at her, Grace stole a glance at him from the corner of her eye. She sat opposite him, so she could see the handsome face of Griffon with just one peek. The handsome uncle was her auntie’s husband, and he seemed to have lost some weight, but still looked as handsome as ever. It was a handsomeness that no one else could match, as if he was the only one who was favored by Go d, handsome to the core. After staring at Griffon for a moment, Grace handed him the doll, still without speaking, just giving him her most important thing. Because, when she was locked in the small dark room, and she was about to die, it was Uncle Griffon who kicked open the door of that room. At that moment, Grace saw the sun shining on him as if G od had descended, stepping on heavy military boots and walking up to her with a gun. After he ordered someone to open the small cage, he stuck the black gun at his waist, bent his back and picked her up, holding her in one hand. As Grace lay on his shoulder, she suddenly cried out, “Uncle Griffon, I’m so thirsty and hungry…” At that time, in the face of her crying, Griffon did not say anything, he just raised his hand and patted her back as he did now. Uncle Griffon’ temperament seemed naturally cold, and even when he met a cute kid like her, he did not have any emotional reaction. But when his long fingers patted her back, it gave her a sense of security. Grace felt that no words were as powerful as this action.