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A week had gone by gradually, we all had breakfast together although Angel seemed inconsistent. I suspected something was up in their cartel and he was mostly away but apart from that things went on normal. Caspian was less angry, more like he was trying to control himself. Dinning together was mostly quiet except for when the men or Florentine had to report something to Angel. I had caught Caspian scolding Camilo on few occasions but thankfully I never saw him go physical on her. Florentine had received a single emergency call during the course of the week and she headed towards the clinic to offer her assistant. I was quite surprised to learn that the mansion had a clinic of its own but then that would make sense in case of some ugly events around the mansion, there would be early help