Clyde Wilson knew he had said the wrong thing, but still couldn't quite accept it, just saying, "I'm just talking about what's possible, after all, she hit her head, who can guarantee she's fine?"
He spoke with a low voice, not daring to let others hear.
He could only vaguely see Lucy Wood being carried into Ellen Young's cabin by a tall figure in front, probably for a quick check-up before being taken to the hospital.
The agent knew Clyde Wilson harbored resentment in his heart, and today's torment was indeed real, but it wasn't enough to make Clyde so petty. In a low voice, the agent said, "It's enough if I heard what you said, but if others heard you, you'd be in trouble. No matter what, you can't leave; at least put on a good face. With her current accident, I reckon you won't be able to continue your live broadcast either."
Thinking of this, Clyde's face suddenly turned ugly.
Indeed, if something happened to Lucy Wood, his live broadcast might not be able to continue.
