The Richest Heir

CHAPTER 150

As they sat in silence on the bed, Caleb noticed Emily's agitation growing, her face flushing slightly. Concern etched across his features, he gently placed a hand on her shoulder and said,

Caleb observed Emily's pale complexion and the beads of sweat forming on her forehead, causing him to express concern.

"Emily, you don't seem to be doing well," he remarked, his tone laced with worry.

In response, Emily furrowed her brows, her expression confused, as she absentmindedly wiped her hand across her forehead.

"Huh...?" she mumbled, clearly disoriented.

"Emily, I think you should lie down and rest," Caleb suggested gently, concern evident in his voice.

"Hmm..." Emily mumbled

"After everything that's happened today, you must be exhausted, both physically and mentally."

Emily remained silent, her fingers gently massaging her temples in a desperate attempt to alleviate the dizziness and discomfort in her head.

"Why don't you lie down here and try to get some sleep?" Caleb suggested, moti