Sonia Seaton returned to the small lounge and immediately made a video call to Richelle Dunn.
Soon, Richelle's face appeared on the screen.
"Master, what can I do for you?"
Sonia glared at her, "You're so heartless; can't I call you even if there's nothing happening?"
Richelle immediately broke into a radiant smile.
"What are you talking about, Master? I've been thinking of you! Your call just relieved my loneliness."
Sonia was amused by her.
"Alright, alright, no need to keep sweet-talking me. I just had a meal with Roy Lewis, and I took his pulse."
Richelle's expression became tense, "How is he? Is he severely weak?"
Sonia clicked her tongue, "Not that bad, he has a good foundation, and he's recovered quite well in all aspects. It's not as terrible as you described."
Richelle's expression relaxed a bit.
"As long as he's not seriously ill, I was really scared when I saw his face last night."
"Don't worry, his foundation is good, and he can still hold up."