"It's because you always cater to me that I feel..."
John Fame furrowed his brows.
At that, Lissy Lock felt a bit at a loss, "John Fame, you know, I've been worried these past few days..."
"I know what you're worried about," John Fame cut her off. "There's no need to say more."
"Huh? You know?" Lissy Lock looked at him in surprise. "How do you know? I never mentioned it at home."
John Fame responded indifferently, "You've been talking in your sleep. Night after night, you've been uttering the same things over and over. You said..."
Lissy Lock stared at him, unblinking.
"You said you're afraid of creating trouble for me, afraid of becoming an object of ridicule, afraid of causing harm to my reputation and the image of the Fame Group. Night after night, that's what you've been sleep talking."
Lissy Lock didn't know what to say.
It turned out she had unknowingly revealed all of this already.
"Since you already know, John Fame, I might as well be forthright."
