Standing by the office window, Arthur gazed silently at the dazzling lights of Marhorn City.
The elevator door opened, and Tony came up behind him. "Miss Tyler insists on paying her medical expenses herself..."
"Let her," Arthur said calmly, without turning around. Adjust the expenses, so it's neither too high nor too low. If it is too low, she'll be suspicious. Just give a number that she can afford. I'll handle the rest later."
"Yes, sir."
Together, they looked out the window, falling into a long silence. After a while, Arthur's voice softly broke the stillness. "Tony, what should I do...?"
He didn't turn around as he spoke, so Tony couldn't see his expression, but he could sense Arthur's pain in his slightly trembling voice. He sighed, "Mr., none of this is your fault."
"But it al
