Lissy Lock choked back on her sobs, unable not to reach out her hand to hug Oliver Winslow: "Thank you, Oliver Winslow, really, thank you…"
He also hugged her back: "Lissy Lock, you must believe, things will get better. Everything will turn up. Let me accompany you on New Year's Eve."
"I said that before…"
"I know you didn't want to hold me back. In fact, Lissy Lock, I don't have much to delay. The most important thing for me now is to accompany you."
Lissy Lock's chin rested on his shoulder: "Am I worth you treating me like this?"
"Yes."
Exiting the Fame Group office, John Fame stood at the company entrance with one hand in his pocket, lost in thought for a long time.
At first glance, he had a home to go back to, but he was actually homeless.
No matter what, he would have a New Year's Eve dinner with Skye Turner.
