Amelia's clothes were soaked in blood.
Simon scooped her up, and the moment he saw the wound on her neck, his face turned as dark as a storm cloud.
He looked up at Richard, who was charging in their direction.
His gaze was sharp enough to cut.
Richard froze for a second when he saw Simon. But then, he quickly remembered that Simon and Amelia had already broken up.
"Mr. Johnson, you two aren't together anymore, right? This isn't your business now, is it?"
Simon didn't bother to respond.
Feeling emboldened, Richard stood his ground.
Amelia's brow furrowed hard as she suddenly pushed Simon away, trying to leave.
Simon felt her resistance and his expression grew even colder. Without a word, he grabbed her and pulled her back.
Then, without hesitation, he sent a
