The elevator was very quiet.
It was different from the kind of mental quietness that transcended physical phenomena when Abigail's life was hanging by a thread.
This was real quiet.
Two indistinct bodyguards each stood in a corner. Their breathing was so light that if one didn't pay attention, it was almost as if they were not there.
Brandon Piers maintained a composed and extraordinarily handsome face. After she finished saying Master Stone was her senior, he didn't say another word.
Abigail didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt he was very angry. Yet she couldn't understand why he was mad.
She had a child for Clark Stone, so why was he angry?
In this environment, Abigail didn't want to ask.
Especially since Brandon had just put himself in danger to save her. If Pullan hadn't taken that bullet, given Brandon's current condition, the impact alone would have killed him, even without being hit.
