"Aiyo, Aiyo... what kind of sin have I committed to let my son marry a woman like you... Aiyo, Austin Lucas... My head hurts so much, and my chest too, This woman is going to kill me with anger..."
Security guards from the building were quickly called up, and even brought a stretcher after learning about the situation.
People originally wanted to help Michelle Carter up, but although she was dressed like a wealthy lady, her half-lying, tantrum-throwing look in the elevator was somewhat...
Afraid of getting into trouble, the crowd could only gather around and watch.
In case Mrs. Lucas really suffered a serious internal injury, their assistance might drag them into the mess.
Security finally arrived, and Michelle Carter was shouting in pain and cursing, as if she wanted to curse Lily Gray's eighteen generations.
Those who could work on the 88th floor of this building were all social elites, who naturally knew about the wealthy families in A City.