Lance's palm was numb, and a chill ran down his spine. His back was instantly drenched in a cold sweat.
"Mr. Wolseley..."
Frankie had never seen Lance like this before.
The Wolseley Group had encountered two huge crises before, and it was on the verge of bankruptcy.
Frankie had never seen Lance panic and frowned at that time.
But now, Lance was panicking. Even a three-year-old child could see how scared he was.
Frankie hurriedly stepped forward to support him. When he saw the light in Lance's eyes disperse, he called again.
"Mr. Wolseley, Mr. Wolseley."
For a moment, Frankie was shocked to feel that this business genius was shaking.
It was like an illusion because Lance pushed him away in a second.
Lance ordered, "Stay here and look after Ms. Myers."
Then, he left unsteadily.
He arrived outside Yvette's emergency room.
