The light rain has been falling all day, making it impossible to start work on the South Mountain Project today.
Recently, it has been a busy season. Tristan greeted Duke and his wife, letting them know that he would be staying at the construction site for a while and wouldn't be coming home.
Tristan decided to have Scarlett reserve a room for him at the Heaven Club, where he would stay for the time being.
At four in the afternoon, Tristan sat in his office, poured a cup of coffee, and handed it to the charming person sitting across from him.
"Ah," Sammy gently sniffed the aroma of the coffee in his cup, "Why isn't our Mr. Quain encouraging people to drink tea today?"
"I didn't persuade you, I just recommended something I think is pretty good," Tristan shrugged. "Are you done with your work?"
"Ah, there's no end to the work," Sammy shook his head, "but I've got things under control for the most part. I can leave the rest to others."