Chapter 97: Sharp Tongue, Soft Heart

Charles specifically asked the family doctor to give you a mild sedative. He felt that Linda was in a very unstable and even somewhat impatient mood. After handling this matter, Chapner stepped forward and handed Charles a glass of warm water. Charles took a gentle sip. The warm water flowed down his throat into his stomach, washing away the fatigue he felt from being out all day. Chapner cautiously inquired, “Your Grace, where shall we go now?” After all that had happened today, Charles's emotions were in turmoil, with various thoughts swirling in his mind. It felt like a tangled ball of yarn that he couldn't unravel, and he shook his head wearily. “It’s quite late. You should head home and rest well, so you can come back to work in good spirits tomorrow,” he said. After saying this, he paused for a moment, then looked up at Chapner and added, “Check the departments under the company to see if any are short on artists. If so, you can arrange for Alicia to fill in.” With that, C