"You failed to protect her!"
"I admit that!"
John Fame stated coldly, "Admitting it, does it change anything? Does it make her recover? Oliver Winslow, if you're so incompetent, you should stay away from her!"
The thought of her on the operating table, a bullet inside her, must be heartbreaking.
It distracted him, made his heart clench in pain.
"Oliver Winslow, if you can't protect her, get out of the way! I would take over! As for the matters of the past, even if she hates me or despairs once she finds out, I will at least make sure she is safe for the rest of her life, rather than lying in the operating room like this!"
If one doesn't live well, all talk of joy and happiness is bullshit!
One must be alive first, to experience joy and happiness.
Oliver Winslow just responded expressionlessly, "Two gangs, four teams, round-the-clock surveillance, yet we still let our guards down. Have you ever wondered why Lissy Lock was targeted, John Fame?"
John Fame was stunned.
