"I...I..." Faced with her own brother, Margaret stumbled over her words, not knowing what to say.
Seeing her expression, Jack simply pushed his sister aside and barged into the bathroom.
When he saw the bearded man with disheveled hair in the bathtub, his eyes widened involuntarily.
He had considered various scenarios, but this one had never crossed his mind.
"What is this?" Jack said with a frown as he was about to part the hair hanging over Charles's face.
Margaret rushed in quickly, slapping her brother's hand away and standing in front of him with her arms spread wide. "No!"
She didn't know what her brother would do if he learned Charles's identity, but it definitely wouldn't be anything good.
Looking at his anxious sister, Jack opened his arms and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, in that case, I'll just have to tell Father about this, and you know how he is—if he finds out..."
"Brother, I'm begging you, please don't tell him about this."