"Master, I have a bit of a stomachache. You all go ahead, I'll catch up soon!" He had barely taken two steps when Clifford suddenly clutched his stomach and spoke.
Trystan slightly furrowed his brows and said, "Stomachache? Why are you having a sudden stomachache?"
Jared stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Fowler, do you need me to take a look?"
Clifford waved his hand and said, "There's no need to trouble you, Mr. Chance. It's probably just an upset stomach. I'll be fine after using the restroom. You all go ahead. Don't worry about me. I'll catch up shortly."
Upon seeing that Clifford's condition wasn't serious, Jared nodded and said, "Alright then, just remember to catch up with us quickly."
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