Chapter 40

His touch made Clarice's face instantly turn red. She took a step to the side, trying to distance herself from him, but the sharp pain in her feet made her inhale a cold breath; she dared not move. They stood in front of the sink, and if he didn't leave, she wouldn't be able to escape. Fortunately, the servant didn't take long to return with a chair.

"Madame, please, sit here so I can take off your shoe," said the servant, helping her to sit and crouching in front of her. Nicholas, standing beside her, realizing he had nothing to do, prepared to leave when the servant called him.

"Mr. President, could you assist Madame Savas? Her feet are burnt and swollen, and it will be difficult for her to take off her shoes. I'm afraid of hurting her if you move randomly."

"No... No need, I won't move," Clarice refused without hesitation.

"No need?" Nicholas originally didn't want to help, but Clarice's immediate refusal made him unhappy. His eyebrows raised as he spoke to the servant, "Bento, ple