Jim Fame seemed deep in thought as he nodded slowly, about to answer when the butler's cellphone rang.
He took a look at it and said, "Master, it's… a call from young master's side."
"Answer it."
In the sickroom, for the moment, only the sound of the butler answering the phone could be heard.
The butler hung up quickly, with a complicated look on his face: "Master, young master and madam... have returned."
"Really?"
"What?"
The voices of Jim Fame and Skye Turner sounded simultaneously.
Skye Turner struggled to sit up, suddenly losing control. She kept muttering, "He's back, I want to see him, I must see him…"
Yet, Jim Fame turned around and left: "Butler, go on. Get a nurse here right away. I think this woman, Skye Turner, needs a shot of sedative!"
The doctor and nurse came quickly upon hearing this.
Jim Fame strode out: "Butler, what else was said on the phone just now?"
