I’m Someone Else

The cops arrived shortly thereafter and took Izzy and her friends away. Public nuisance charges wouldn’t land them in jail, but getting bailed out would take some time. Everyone was glaring at Howard venomously. They blamed this bad fortune on him and Thomas. Howard refused to help them, while Thomas was the one who started this.

“I won’t forget what you did, Howard,” Aaron hissed at him before he was taken away.

Olivia was taken to Prescott Hospital, and Thomas and Sean were waiting outside the emergency room. Ophelie eventually caught up to them as well.

“Congratulations, Thomas.” Sean looked at Thomas.

“Why?”

“Because you saved the girl. If she comes out fine, she’s going to be really grateful to you. After all, you told the men back at the hotel to keep an eye on the guy who hurt her.”

Still as nonsensical as ever. Thomas glanced at him and looked at the emergency room. She should be fine. I stopped her bleeding, after all.

The sounds of footsteps rang in the air, causing everyone to turn in that direction. A middle-aged man showed up, and he was none other than Norman, the chairman of Pearson Group and Olivia’s father.

“Dad!” Ophelie approached her father.

speed from his house the moment he received the call.

“They did this!”

anything because of the air Thomas was radiating, but now that her father was here, she had nothing

and gasped. Why would the Mortons’

explained, “We didn’t

before he could finish. “See that guy beside him, Dad? He yelled at me and stabbed Olivia

hell are you talking about?” Sean was infuriated. He had no idea why Thomas stabbed Olivia with a brooch, but while they were on the way here, he realized that Olivia was bleeding

face fell. He said coldly, “I can let it slide for you, Sean. You may leave,

go as I please. This guy

have any idea what will happen if you don’t leave? Do you want

allow Sean to contradict him. You guys might be an old and powerful family, but just because we’re nouveau riche doesn’t mean

with the Mortons. Skirmishes were starting to happen, and if Norman did try to go after him,

calmly. He could see his friend was in a tough spot. This is my problem, not his. I’ll deal with it

Sean glared at the Pearsons. I can’t leave him alone. I’m no deserter, and I never will be! Not

of his generation, at least in his family. He was no fool. On the contrary, he was smart. That man beside him looks ordinary, but who is he,

The truth never

end, he stomped his foot angrily. “I’ll be waiting in

a glare before leaving. You won’t listen to me? Fine. Once my old man comes here, you’re going to listen whether you like it or not. So what if we