“Cough, cough...”
The sound came from Mark Tremont all of a sudden.
Mary grumbled softly as she walked to the kitchen. “Sir’s been sleeping in the study room recently. I think he’s caught a cold. I’ll go get a glass. Madam, bring him some medicine later.”
Arianne cleared her head and followed Mary into the kitchen. Fetching some warm water and took the medication along to the living room.
“Take some medicine.”
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