"Giles, book me two tickets to Paris, for one week from now!" Charles exhaled, not sure if the smoke rings or his breath were escaping his lips. A trace of exhaustion was etched across his handsome face, and at the thought of Janet's upcoming reaction, his heart churned even more violently.
With just one glance, Giles understood his intention and nodded in silent agreement. He knew Charles wouldn't be able to focus on the company for a while.
"The company you were investigating that's partnered with Louis Corporation — you and Novia keep a close watch on them," Charles said, taking only a single drag from the cigarette between his fingers. Whether the smoke didn't suit his taste or his mind had drifted elsewhere, by the time the cigarette burned out, he flicked the ash away with his foot. Then he headed to the VIP lounge to shower and change into a fresh set of clothes that Giles had brought him, before finally going to Janet's hospital room.
