Sam sighed slightly as he watched the bodyguard, neither too far nor too close, following Ms. Barton.
The boss clearly loved Ms. Barton so much, yet he chose to let go. Sam couldn't imagine how much pain he must be feeling.
Sam thought for a moment, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to Casiano: "Boss, take a break..."
Casiano glanced indifferently at the pack of cigarettes, his expression gradually returning to cold and aloof: "Throw it away."
He didn't need these anymore. Some people, buried deep in his heart, were enough to accompany him for a lifetime...
Sam didn't expect that the Boss who had relied on smoking and drinking for the past three years could simply throw it away.
He glanced at the Boss, seeing him leaning on the car window with one hand, looking out the window, as if he could see the Boss from before.
