Instead, the bodyguard standing in the distance cried out anxiously and worriedly, "Mr. Fame..."
He immediately glanced over, his gaze sharp as a knife.
The bodyguard instantly closed his mouth, glancing at Lissy Lock without saying another word.
Lissy seemed puzzled. She quickly looked at the distant bodyguard, then back at John Fame, unsure of what was going on.
Hesitating for a moment, Lissy finally frowned and asked, "What...what's wrong?"
All she did was give John Fame a little shove, but the atmosphere had suddenly become so tense.
John Fame shook his head: "Nothing."
"Nothing, then why is he so worried?"
He raised an eyebrow: "You want to know?"
Seeing that he wasn't telling, Lissy asked no further, "I don't want to know, do whatever you want."
John Fame looked at her, his cold gaze instantly deepening: "Lissy, you mustn't keep thinking about leaving, getting away from me, then everything will be fine."
"Can I leave you?"
