A faint smirk played upon Martin Wallace's lips, "You might want to ponder on my words."
Oblivia Jenkins's almond-shaped eyes revealed a trace of contempt, "Lawyer Wallace, please leave. I have work to do."
Shrugging, Martin Wallace took his leave.
Valerie Howard walked over and handed her phone to Olivia, "This is a message from my brother. Daniel's test results are out. He has pneumonia and the fever hasn't subsided. The doctor has increased his medication and he's on an IV drip now.
I heard Daniel has been vomiting everything he eats and has a severe cough. Olivia, he looks so pale and pitiful. Do you want to visit him?"
With a stern expression, Olivia glared at Valerie, "Do you know why they don't send these messages, photographs, or even videos? It's because I might not look at them, much less care for them. My stance remains unyielding."
Valerie frowned slightly and after a moment of thought, she asked, "Do you love Daniel? Do you really feel nothing?"
