Later that day...
"Those fools—ack!" Chairman Bennet clasped his chest dramatically, his blood pressure rising at the news on the television. "Ugh… those brats. They really—aren't they going overboard?! How could they do this to our Bennet family!? Oh, good lord!"
Grace, who had just entered the ward, paused when she heard Chairman Bennet's grumblings. A shallow breath slipped past her nostrils, and she dragged her feet inside.
"Good evening, Chairman Bennet." A smile took over her face as soon as she stood close to his bed. Glancing at the business news report on the television, she quickly understood what had made the old man angry.
"I was hoping you wouldn't see it before I could tell you, but it seems… my work took up so much of my time today." A wry smile crossed her face again as she walked over to the chair beside the bed. She placed her purse down, her eyes scanning the chairman. "How are you, Chairman?"