Zachary put his phone aside and stared dead ahead in silence.
“Mr. Nacht, just take it easy! I’ll get in touch with them on your behalf!”
A few seconds after Ben tried calling Lupine, the woman on the other end of the call picked it up and asked in a petulant manner, “What do you want?”
“It’s about to rain! Is Ms. Lindberg fine?”
“She’s currently sleeping soundly after finishing the sleep-inducing tea Dr. Felch has made her. Not even the end of the world is capable of rousing her from sleep, let alone thunders. Has Mr. Nacht instructed you to check on her?”
Ben muttered in return, “Yes, he couldn’t reach her since she had blocked him. Therefore—”
“Ms. Lindberg is doing fine! Thanks for asking, but it won’t be necessary for you to call in the future!” Lupine hung up the call shortly after wrapping up the conversation.
Ben turned around with a sheepish grin and asked, “Have you heard her?”
“I guess I’m not needed,” Zachary muttered to himself and strode in the direction of the bathroom.
Afraid something bad might happen to the exhausted man, he asked, “Are you sure you’re fine? Shall I get someone to tend to you?”
“Get out of my sight!”
In spite of being reprimanded, Ben felt a sense of relief since Zachary still have the strength to pick on others.
Zachary got himself undressed and thought of indulging in a bath after a hectic week, but his nose started itching.
The moment he tried scratching his nose, he opened his eyes when he felt something gushing out of it.
He brought himself out of the bathtub and started checking on himself in the mirror. Gosh, I am bleeding…
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