"Let's go find John Fame," he said to Julian Harrington.
"Okay, Director Winslow."
Outside the intensive care unit, there were bodyguards, nurses and doctors, checking on Lissy Lock's condition at all times.
There was nothing to worry about.
Outside the small villa.
"Mr. Fame, we are here," Zack Shaw whispered.
"Hmm."
John Fame looked outside the car, emotion flickered in his eyes and disappeared quickly.
Because even he didn't want to admit that he was afraid.
Fearing that upon seeing the pool of blood and the shattered window, he would be reminded of the scene and regret not being by her side at that time.
Perhaps he shouldn't have let her live here. Letting her live in the Lema villa, seeing him and Skye Turner, would just cause extra pain to Lissy Lock.
It would just mean he would need to spend a lot of effort pretending with Skye.
At least Lissy Lock wouldn't get into trouble, almost losing two lives.
