Buckets of water poured down one after another, continuously.
Lisa and the Director, standing in the center of the scene, were in disarray with nowhere to escape.
The staff on the scene only saw the two people being washed away into a silhouette in the curtain of ice water, a pathetic sight, completely different from their previous arrogant demeanor.
The Director finally couldn't hold on any longer and admitted his mistake in the ice water, "Young Master Sinclair, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated Ms. Lewis like that just now."
"Young Master Sinclair, I know I was wrong, I won't dare anymore, please let me go, I can't take it."
He really couldn't take it anymore, staying under these icy torrents any longer and he feared his muscles would start to die.
"I was wrong, Young Master Sinclair, I didn't do it on purpose. It was Lisa, she used Mr. Zeal to threaten me, forced me to help her. I was coerced."
"I was wrong, I won't dare do it again, never again."
