The venue doors were opened by the staff, and Victor quickly wiped his tears and stood up.
After dealing with my matters, he waited for the company car, which never came.
His assistant repeatedly apologized, voice filled with guilt. Victor sighed, shaking his head.
"It's fine. I'm alone. I'm not in a rush."
The assistant's eyes reddened.
"Kendra is gone, Sir. You must take care of yourself."
From their exchange, I learned that my brother hadn't eaten or slept since retrieving my body yesterday.
Seeing my once-proud brother now so haggard and frail made my heart ache with regret.
I thought he hated me, despised me, and meant every cruel word he ever said.
But now, I realize how wrong I was.
When the car finally arrived, Victor turned to his assistant.
"Tell everyone at the company to rest today. We have a tough battle ahead tomorrow."