The butler hurriedly handed it over.
John Fame took it, but instead of looking at it directly, he held it in his hand and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"No more. Mr. Fame, I will leave now."
Mr. Fame has always disliked people lingering in his study for too long. The butler was fully aware of this.
John Fame nodded, "From now on, take more care of Skye. If it's not something important, try not to bother me."
"Understood, Mr. Fame."
The butler swiftly left, gently closing the door behind him.
John Fame contemplated for a while before slowly resting his gaze on the pregnancy report.
He reached out and casually flipped through it. The initial pages were filled with professional reports he didn't completely understand. It wasn't until he reached the last page, where at the bottom, a handwritten line stated - everything is normal; the fetus is developing well, but the mother's mood is not good, more attention is needed.
Not in a good mood, not in a good mood...