Meanwhile, Stephen had just finished meeting with his foreign clients.

On the way home, he rubbed his forehead, his feather-like eyelashes concealing the exhaustion in his eyes.

After working under so much pressure for so many days in a row, even a strong body would start to feel the effects.

Julian asked warily, "Mr. Anderson, would you like to take two days off? If you keep going on like this, I fear …"

"There’s no need," Stephen said in a low voice. "How many things are left on the itinerary?"

"Not many." Julian had checked it in the morning. They were making progress faster than they'd expected. "If we keep this up, we’ll be able to return next week."

"Very well," Stephen replied. Then he shut his eyes.

His head felt like it was about to explode, but as he rested, his thoughts drifted to Yvonne. Had she cooled off yet?

…

In the morning, Yvonne dragged Rachel out of the house, saying there was a show that they had to watch.

To Rachel's surprise, Yvonne drove her to City Ha