Amelia turned around and looked at Christopher, who was holding her wrist.
Even though he could barely stand, he still tried to hold her back.
But how could Amelia let him succeed?
At this moment, her mind was corroded by anger, leaving no room to care about Christopher's well-being. She furiously shook off his hand.
"President Robinson, for every bit of pain you cause me, I will return it twice as much."
"In my life, I've never been at a disadvantage."
"We're the same age, if disaster strikes, we'll die together."
Amelia looked down at Christopher, who was lying on the floor. She went upstairs to change clothes, grabbed her phone and car keys, and prepared to leave.
As she was about to leave the courtyard, she ran into Isaac Fenton and the security guards patrolling the area.
"Miss Amelia."
Amelia had intended to drive away immediately, but Isaac came to greet her.
"It's so late, you...– slap!"
The first half of the sentence came from Isaac, and the slap was Amelia's.