Chrysan's POV
"God, it's such a shame for you to see me in that kind of situation," Uncle Samson said as he scratched the back of his head.
Hugo handed him a glass of water that he gladly accepted. Hugo sat on the sofa beside me and looked at Uncle Samson drinking his glass of water.
"Are you sure that you're not overworking yourself, Samson?" Floresca asked as she leaned on the doorframe and crossed her arms.
We saw Uncle Samson's hand from the outside earlier and it turns out that he fainted. We also saw different blueprints scattered on the floor as if he passed out while working really hard. After a few hours, he woke up and saw us here waiting for him. We didn't touch any of his things here since maybe we might just alter something very important.
"No, no. By the way, why are yo
