Now, she had to seriously think about how to explain to Keane Lowell...
She took her nap in her own room.
Septima had indeed taken the quilt out to air it under the sun. It carried the scent of sunshine and felt warm on her, lulling her into an unwitting slumber.
When the alarm rang, she got up instantly, washed her face in the bathroom, and returned to Sinclair Apothecary.
Upon hearing footsteps, Tiger, who was drowsily sleeping by the counter, woke up to see a tall, elegant figure walk in.
He instantly became more alert.
The acquaintance of this person seemed familiar to him.
As he recollected, seeing him striding towards Sister Claire's consulting room, Tiger hurriedly called out to stop him, "Sir, wait a minute."
Ethan Lancaster paused his steps upon hearing the call.
Tiger caught up and stopped him halfway, "Sir, do you have any concerns with Dr. Prescott?"
Noticing the intent to block him, Ethan's expression darkened slightly, and he curtly said, "It's urgent."
