"Swindler, pay up now, or don't even think about leaving today!"
"Right, swindler, pay up quickly, Old Mr. Wood is the main support of his family, and now he lies in the hospital with serious injuries, don't even think about shirking this."
"..."
One after another, they hurriedly came up to stop Elly Campbell, even more fiercely than those at the company's doorstep.
Elly Campbell's gaze lightly swept over the mob before her, eventually resting on the young man at the back who wasn't causing as much of a scene.
Elly Campbell remembered that face, the one Greenhill Ainley had knocked down with a punch in the online posts, the son of the injured worker.
The young man seemed to notice Elly Campbell's gaze, his pupils briefly contracted, but then, as if remembering something, he straightened his back and looked defiantly back into Elly Campbell's eyes.
Elly Campbell lowered her eyes with a cold laugh in her heart, then took a step forward, walking towards the young man.
