"It seems she truly knows she's wrong!"
"To err is human, as Chairman Roberts just said, she's still young. Knowing one's mistake and correcting it, there's no greater virtue than that."
"Sigh, she even put her life on the line this time!"
Arabella Vanderbilt fixed her gaze on the man being restrained on the ground for a while, then suddenly let out a cold laugh.
"If I don't forgive you, does that mean all your painstaking effort is wasted?"
Arabella's pale face was filled with pain, but she abruptly flung Juliana Vanderbilt's hand away from her wrist. She stared at the circle of red marks left on her wrist and gently rubbed it.
She lifted her foot and slowly walked forward, finally squatting down in front of the man pinned to the ground, the curve of her lips growing wider.
"What a pity—your effort will still be wasted."
Juliana bit her lips hard, not saying a word. The unbearable pain forced her to lean into Naomi Rein's embrace.
