Xander Hugh hurriedly went to Spencer Sullivan's side to support him. "Mr. Sullivan, are you okay?"
He knew Spencer had been injured. He'd rushed over from the hospital, where he'd been halfway through an IV drip.
Spencer's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, as he gritted his teeth. "To the hospital."
He then looked back and, through the glass wall, could still see the familiar figure of the woman who was picking up her phone.
He really couldn't take it anymore.
...
"Crescent Lounge has been reported, and they're demanding we shut down for renovations. You don't need to come to work today," Mr. Turner told Yvonne Young.
Yvonne stood up abruptly after hearing it.
"Think about whether you can really take me on, or else don't get anyone hurt..."
It must have been Spencer Sullivan.
She grabbed her bag and hurriedly went after Spencer.
As she stepped outside, the vast square showed no sign of Spencer.
