John Fame's sneer echoed in every corner of the conference room.
"It seems you still have quite the ambition, you're waiting to make a comeback, aren't you?"
"Now Lissy Lock will no longer trust me. Since I can't have her, there's no need for me to lose my business over her."
John Fame casually picked up a multimedia remote control at one side and hurled it towards Walter Smith.
"Have you ever thought about how she would react if she heard this? You are not even worth a toenail to her!"
"But in the past, I genuinely liked her." Walter didn't dodge, allowing the remote to hit him and fall at his feet. "Unfortunately, I was a step too late. She chose not to accept me."
The more John Fame heard, the angrier he got. "Don't you feel like a hypocrite when you're with her?"
