Arriving at the office, Bram rushed to his working room. He felt a little bad for Liora. However, what can he do when he can't do anything at home? It's nothing because Clara's words last night made Bram think. Maybe he needs to make room for Clara to act like a lady in that house.
Bram entered his working room. Liora was seen standing near the window. Her gaze was fixed on the view of the tall buildings outside.
Bram kept his briefcase on the table, he then approached Liora.
"Liora!" said Bram.
"Has your wife ever been taught how to be a real lady? Doesn't she know that it's not the master's job to tidy up the dirty plates," Liora said without looking at Bram.
Bram sighed. Come to think of it, Liora wasn't the lady at his house. However, Liora was a guest at his house and Clara shouldn't have treated Liora like that.
"You'd better stay in my apartment. I'll give you the key," said Bram.
