Lillian slammed the bedroom door and stormed down to the living room. Chris saw her and seemed to want to ask what was wrong, but Lillian was not in a mood to talk and ran straight past him. She left the manor and rushed out into the downpour.
Seeing Lillian run off, Chris guessed something must have happened upstairs. He exchanged a look with Robert and they both went upstairs.
Seeing them, Claude rubbed his temples. He’d lost his temper again. His voice weary, he said, "Robert, have someone clean up this mess."
"Yes, sir."
"Sir, this photograph on the floor…?"
Claude paused, then said indifferently, "Throw it away."
Peter wheeled Claude back to the living room and looked out at the downpour. "Sir, it's raining heavily."
"So?"
"Madam ran out without an umbrella. The manor is q
