Roger's arrival that day was somewhat unexpected, but nevertheless, I had no choice but to welcome him. Since the weather was nice, we decided to have a cup of tea in the garden.
When I saw the young man with scarlet hair, he immediately asked about my well-being with obvious concern on his face.
I slowly sipped my tea and replied that I was fine now.
"Lady Weinstein, are you really sure you're all right? After all, that incident did look terrible..."
As he spoke, Roger looked with some concern at the steaming cup of tea in my hand.
But I wasn't the least bit concerned about that and calmly took another sip.
After all, since that incident, Edison had become so meticulous about everything I consumed that even a simple cup of water or an apple couldn't escape his watchful eye.
The butler personally tasted and checked every product to make sure it was not poisoned. Even the tea we were drinking now had passed his strict inspection. So I could drink it without fear.
