Oscar and Rangga accompanied Lisa in the VIP room. The woman was still unconscious. The two of them were increasingly anxious to see Lisa's current state as she was lying on the bed.
Rangga knelt, then looked at Lisa's face which was pale white. He touched her palm gently then whispered, "I'm sorry Lis, I failed to protect you..."
Oscar was still standing behind Rangga with his hands folded and a gloomy face. The golden haired man's sharp gaze gradually became soft as his eyes landed on Lisa's weak looking body.
...
A doctor then knocked on the door and walked in. He approached Oscar and said, "Excuse me sir, I want to check on Miss Lisa..."
Oscar nodded and then made room for the doctor. He invited Rangga to come out of the room and chat.
"So Lisa is working at your company now, huh?" Oscar asked dryly. His gaze was sharp and cold.
Rangga nodded, he put his hands into his pant's pockets. "What are you really doing here?"