"I... I..." Faced with her brother, Margaret stumbled over her words, not knowing what to say.
Seeing her expression, Jack simply pushed his sister aside and barged into the bathroom.
When he saw the bearded man with disheveled hair in the bathtub, his eyes widened. He had considered various scenarios, but this one had never crossed his mind.
"What is this?" Jack said, frowning as he reached out to part the hair covering Charles's face.
Margaret rushed in, slapping her brother's hand away and standing before him with her arms spread wide. "No!"
She didn't know what her brother would do if he learned Charles's identity, but it definitely wouldn't be good.
Looking at his anxious sister, Jack spread his hands and shrugged. "Well, in that case, I'll just have to tell Father about this. You know how he is—if he finds out..."
"Brother, I'm begging you, please don't tell him."
