In the tool room.
Peter Andrews washed Forsythia Brown's hands clean; fortunately, they weren't injured and didn't need treatment. He said happily, "It's all good."
Forsythia Brown smiled and said, "I told you it was nothing, but you just wouldn't believe me, you had to be anxious."
Beauty Child came in and said with a smile, "It's best that you're not hurt."
Beauty Child had been Forsythia Brown's boss for a long time and knew her all too well. No amount of disguise could hide her identity. The chaos in the courtyard just now made it somewhat excusable not to recognize her, but now face to face...
Forsythia Brown quickly lowered her gaze.
Beauty Child simply thought that Forsythia Brown was still reserved and shy, so she didn't take it to heart, only softly looking at Liz and saying, "Mrs. Blackwood, we're trying to contact headquarters now and will evacuate the uninhabited area using Plan A soon. There shouldn't be any problems."
