Wyatt said helplessly, throwing a pile of documents to her.
"If you're so free, go ahead and calculate these bills, I'm about to submit the report."
"Seriously, are you even human? Can't you just let me rest a bit?"
"I don't see you looking tired at all."
Wyatt said this, got up and went back to the room.
Eve sat on the bed, somewhat worried, and looked up at Stellan.
"If you're worried, I can have someone find out what's really going on with Rory Shaw."
"Do you think I'm being a bit too nosy?"
Eve asked softly.
"No, because I know you have a kind heart and can't stand any suffering, so it's fine. If you want to know, I'll just ask."
"I have a strong feeling that Rory has fallen out with the Shaws, and she might be being controlled by Dexter Shaw, that pervert."
"How do you know that?"
"There was a strange woman on the phone, but she spoke rather dismissively, mentioned Rory's name in a familiar way, probably one of Rory's family. But not the Shaws."
"What do you mean?"
