"I'm sorry, please let Mr. Lockwood know for me that I've been hit on the forehead and need to go to the hospital."
"How about we reschedule dinner with Mr. Lockwood for another day."
"Haha!"
The man chuckled lightly and retorted, "So you're saying Mr. Fitzgerald doesn't want to have dinner with our Mr. Lockwood."
"Is it that you look down on the Lockwood Family? Or Mr. Lockwood himself!"
"No, no!" President Fitzgerald waved his hands frantically, "Look, my wound is still bleeding."
"What if I get treated at the hospital and then immediately come back for dinner with President Lockwood?"
President Fitzgerald tried to appease, blaming Anna Morgan for hitting him like this; otherwise, he could have had dinner with Carter Lockwood tonight.
"Oh."
Carter's assistant sneered lightly, and President Fitzgerald thought he agreed to let him leave, planning to apologize later.
After taking a few steps, he was stopped by the assistant's people.
