Olivia's POV:
I frowned at Mr. Bennett. "What do you mean by get out? The man is bleeding, for Christ's sake," I scolded before glaring at Mr. Watson, whose sweat had formed on his forehead.
"I will take you to the hospital." I helped him up, and Mr. Bennett stood there without helping.
"This isn't right," I said, and he sneered.
"I didn't pierce him," he said, and I scoffed. Since when did he become a liar?
"So are you trying to say he pierced himself?"
"Yes, that's exactly what happened," he replied shamelessly.
"You are unbelievable." I picked up Mr. Bennett's car keys from the table before walking out with Mr. Watson.
We got to the car, and I drove away at full speed. "I am sorry," I said when I saw the struggle on his face.
He was still very young, and Mr. Bennett didn't even spare him.
