Thomas turned a deaf ear to Abner’s words. He continued to smile and said indifferently, “Mr. Porter, it’s enough, right? Stop acting.”
Aber was so angry that he slapped the armrest of the wheelchair with an audible thump.
He snapped, “His life is at stake. How can I be acting?”
The nanny also chimed in, “Thomas, you’re actually joking about your companion’s life. What a jerk!”
Thomas shook his head slightly and looked at the incense next to him. He said, “There are still three minutes left. Let’s wait and see how it ends...”
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