From this moment, Max knew that he couldn't plea for Hazel.
To be more exact, Regan didn't want anyone other than himself to approach Hazel at all.
Feeling the tingling of his scalp, Max lowered his head further.
"... Remember your duty. You work for me, so you shouldn't interfere with matters that are not yours," Regan said coldly.
"Yes, sir," As he replied nervously, Max sighed silently in his heart. Perhaps there was still a slight chance to overturn this situation, since in accordance to that dreadful scene at the party... Miss Wilkinson didn't seem to have done anything with Julian yet.
In fact, Regan, who was an extreme germaphobe, hated anything that was contaminated.
Furthermore, it seemed that he still couldn't bear to take Hazel's life.
After pondering abou
