[Bennet Mansion]
Standing in the great hall, Charles and Haines engaged in talk while Allison was seated on the couch.
"Well, let him be." Charles massaged his nape. "It's a good thing this is the only thing I did after what their family did to my son."
Haines sighed and shrugged. When his eyes fell on Allison, his face twitched. "Allison, don't tell me you're not appeased with this yet?"
"How could I feel appeased?" Allison huffed. "Slater suffered for a year and cutting them off feels lacking."
"Well, it can't be helped." Charles threw himself beside his wife. "Even I don't feel satisfied, but we have to take it slowly. Otherwise, our company will just look like we're bullies."
"We still have to think of the company's reputation," Haines nodded, and the three of them sighed in unison.
