He always disliked being disturbed while working, but he didn't send Lilac Serval away.
His work was very busy, so much so that he sometimes didn't even have time to drink water.
Charles Mcintosh reviewed the contracts bent over his desk, while Lilac Serval stared at him blankly.
After so many years apart, he was no longer much like the young man he used to be.
Thirty-year-old Charles Mcintosh was surely different from the twenty-year-old Sylvan.
Charles Mcintosh made a name for himself within the Cheney Family, helping Sylvan Cheney shoulder responsibilities, and also took on the Mcintosh Family's duty toward the Cheney Family.
Constant phone calls came in, Charles Mcintosh was terribly busy.
"Can I help you with anything?" Lilac Serval felt bad.
"No need, you wouldn't understand."
"..." Lilac Serval was choked by his words, picked up her handbag on the sofa, stood up, "Then I'm leaving, Sylvan said he would take me to play cards with friends today."
"Stop right there."
