Francis Johnson took a step back, concealing himself in the darkness.
Several men behind him took a step forward, surrounding Lawrence Winters and Kenneth Osborne.
Lawrence Winters pressed her lips together, thinking, is this the reason for her unease all day?
No wonder the fortune-telling results were always bad...
She knew a little about Francis Johnson's true identity, not much, but enough to scare her out of her wits.
If Kenneth Osborne hadn't been holding her hand to support her, she might have already collapsed to the ground.
How embarrassing would that be?
Lawrence thought, being ushered with Kenneth by those men towards the elevator.
Edward Foster and Lucas Harlow happened to arrive at the door and saw this scene, exchanging a glance.
They saw the doubts and worries in each other's eyes.
Their expressions darkened, but no one spoke.
It was only after those people entered the elevator and the doors gently closed that they began to speak.
