Damn, I've really hit a wall this time.
Fiona Sutton paused, hesitating.
Nia Mitchell promptly stepped forward.
"Yancy Hastings, you can't insult my friend like this!"
Nia Mitchell wouldn't let Fiona Sutton be disrespected in front of Yancy Hastings; she had seen what he was capable of.
The image of him storming into the Hospital with many armed men that day was unforgettable.
Although Fiona Sutton was tough, she had never experienced such a scene.
"You know him?"
Fiona Sutton was surprised. Nia... she knows this despicable man?
Nia Mitchell gave a start, only then realizing what she had just said.
Yancy Hastings came out from behind the counter slowly. His military uniform shone brightly under the lights, exuding an aura of steel and resolve.
He stopped in front of Nia Mitchell, bent down slightly to match her height.
"Did I insult her? Or… are you feeling inferior?"
