The man brushed the dust off his sleeves, stood up and walked to the door, picked up the bucket, and headed towards the well.
Kelly Martinez leaned against the door frame, "Why bother, boss."
As soon as the term 'boss' was uttered, both froze simultaneously.
After Callista's death, their relationship had broken down, and it had been a long time since she referred to him as 'boss'.
The man calmly dropped the bucket into the well, saying indifferently, "It seems like you have plenty of free time."
"Of course, I do. You all are busy, while I, being sick, am treated specially by Aubree Groove. They have also spent a lot of time and effort making my medicine." Kelly Martinez sighed.
"It's unbearable when others enjoy privilege."
The man kicked a stick on the ground, which instantly flew towards Kelly Martinez.
Kelly dodged nimbly, "Trying to murder me, eh?"
Looking up, the man's eyes were sharp and cold. "Did you do it? Vanessa Aria's case?"
