After the two left.
There were only a few people left in the ward.
Virginia Daniel looked at the departing figure of Blake Fuller and shook her head in regret, sighing in her heart.
She had met Director Fuller several times, and each time she couldn't help but admire his extraordinary appearance and temperament.
Her daughter really had a poor taste. Why did she have to choose Oliver Abbott, that pretty boy? No matter how you compared them, Blake Fuller was definitely the better choice.
Seeing her constantly staring in the direction that Blake Fuller had left, Gordon Edwin stepped forward and stood side by side with her.
He put his arm around Virginia Daniel's waist, his eyes dark and gloomy. "How come? Is Director Fuller really that attractive?"
Before she could answer,
The extremely sensitive ears of old Mr. Edwin responded, giving them a glance with an idiotic look.
