It had to be said that the social obligations of a grand opening were incredibly draining. As the hosts, Vera Warner and Mrs. Ellison were utterly exhausted.
"I'm so exhausted. I feel like these old bones are about to fall apart."
The moment she got home, Vera Warner collapsed onto her bed.
"That's to be expected. This is just the beginning; it's only going to get more tiring from here."
"You have to take care of yourself. You can't let yourself burn out."
Victor Morgan's heart ached seeing Vera so worn out.
"How about this? Let me give you a shoulder rub."
An offer this good? Of course, Vera wasn't going to refuse.
It had to be said, Victor was an expert when it came to massage techniques—he knew the right amount of pressure and all the acupressure points.
Before long, Vera drifted comfortably off to sleep.
