Gim Hall was startled.
His hands that had been holding her shoulders were released slowly.
Will, who had been waiting beside him, took out a miniature camera. "Mr. Hall, after entering the hospital gate, I start video recording. Would you like to have a look?"
Gim Hall glanced at Will, who had been sentenced to death at the outset and had scars on her face. He frowned. What was the credible capital of such an enemy-indiscriminate servant?
With a sneer, he said, "In the end, you're just going to blacken Shirly and make her lose her reputation." He looked at her coldly again. "Vichy Sullivan, I have said that I did all this. If you want to retaliate, do to me and are you happy by dealing with a small family?"
"I am so happy!" Vichy's painted eyebrows were like covered with snow, "If it
