Marlon did not hesitate and directly carried his sister into the car.
Ayana was driving the car.
Yvette didn't take a look at Lance, who was wounded badly.
Lance only saw Yvette's quick receding back.
In an instant, his heart seemed to have been crushed with his bare hands, so painful that his face began to twist.
He did not feel any pain when he was punched dozens of times by Marlon, but now he felt so painful that he did not even have the strength to support himself.
His entire body was like plastic foam. When the wind blew, he couldn't even manage to lean on the car.
Frankie hurried over to support Lance.
When Frankie saw Lance's raging sorrow, he felt his palm burn.
The corners of Frankie's lips twitched and he cried out sadly, "Mr. Wolseley, Mrs. Wolseley didn't mean it."
Frankie wanted to say something to make Lance feel better, but he did not know what to say.
