"Everyone can, but most people don't really want that."
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the loss on the woman's face. Thinking of her present situation, Oscar Potter was silent for a moment and said softly.
"Why?"
"…… Call me when it's over and come pick you up.
Oscar Potter did not answer the question, but changed the subject without a trace.
"Don't bother to pick me up. I can take a taxi back by myself. It's easy to take a taxi in the city."
Robin Smith couldn't help but think of the last time he ran out of the villa to take a taxi, and now he thinks the evening breeze was really cool that day.
"Go."
The man was noncommittal, but parked the car in front of the hotel and motioned for her to get off.
These days, because of Lincoln Murillo, his cell phone has been blown up. Robin Smith doesn't want to answer those calls, so he has blocked all the cell phone numbers related to Gemma and Yang Lia.