Vanessa's fragile and thin body was trembling vigorously as she stared blankly at Eddison. His expression was icy.
He didn't stay there for long. After a moment, he turned around and headed upstairs. Hearing his footsteps, they sounded like a depressing tune to her.
His figure soon disappeared at the corner. She stood where she was, looking at the empty stairs for a long time. Many years ago, Zorion and his secretary tore the family apart.
She could never picture her son being so distant with her, although... they were living so near to each other.
This was the furthest she felt with him.
She stood there for a long time until she shivered. At the same time, Frank walked in.
"Madam, shall I send you back?" He asked.
Vanessa did not refuse and turned to leave as she had a high fever that night. Fortunately, it wasn't critical. Zorion noticed it the next morning and forced her to go to the hospital.