Clayton knew that mental health should not be neglected.

His heart was hurting as if it was being eaten by ants.

Roland paused. “I don’t know. I heard it from Logan. Madam usually contacts the psychiatrist privately.”

“Go find out who her psychiatrist is.”

Clayton spoke lightly.

“Yes, sir.”

Roland was in high spirits.

He must fulfill Clayton’s request because this meant that Clayton still cared about Nicole.

When Roland noticed that Clayton fell silent again, he realized that he should leave.

Thus, he got up to say goodbye. Clayton nodded. Then, Roland left without saying anything.

Clayton sat in the chair and was immersed in the shadows.

He was silent and dispirited.

At some point, Kira came over, pursed her lips, and said softly, “Sir, you should go in and rest. Otherwise, you’ll catch a cold.”

Clayton frowned, and his handsome face darkened.

His tone was not polite, but he was not ruthless either. There was a sense of oppression in his gentleness.

“Kira, I said that y