Sandra chuckled, extending a hand to pat Charles's shoulder.

"You've endured quite a bit today, now go rest for a while."

Charles felt not the slightest trace of exhaustion herself.

Previously pressured by Bill with no recourse, she now held her head high, his spirits soaring.

"I don't need rest," Charles felt as if she could perpetually serve Sandra like a perpetual motion machine.

Sandra smiled.

"Then help me send those who resigned back home ...