"I am really sorry, Mr. Ingvarsson," Amelie offered the man an apologetic look to which Einar responded with his usual subtle smile.
It had been already several days since the incident in Amelie's office and the man's face was finally turning to its normal, handsome state. The bruises and scratches were healing nicely thanks to the hospital treatment fully paid for by persuasive Austin Hall on behalf of his boss, and only his left eyebrow still had a small white bandaid plastered across its curving shape to cover up the stitches that he received that day.