Before Clara Knox could reach the balcony, Edward Harper intercepted her halfway, grabbed her wrist with his large hand, and pulled her aside.
"Clara, I'll clean up."
Clara Knox normally doesn't lose her temper. Seeing her expression, Edward Harper thought she was about to scold the children, so he quickly pulled her aside and grabbed the cleaning tools to tidy up. After cleaning up the dirt and mopping the floor, it finally looked clean again.
Clara Knox was pressed into a chair by him and calmly watched him handle the aftermath. Isadora Turner, who appeared at some point, sat beside her and whispered,
"Clara, Director Harper seems a bit different from before, how should I put it?"
Isadora Turner stroked her chin, pondering,
"It feels like he has a bit of a life-like aura now. I thought he was the kind of spoiled rich kid who needs a servant to hand him toilet paper, but it turns out he can mop the floor too?"
Clara Knox touched her forehead. It's not like he's handicapped…