The frail man turned pale the moment he heard someone mention calling the police. Sweat started dripping down his forehead.
He stopped rolling on the ground, clutching his stomach and scrambled to his feet in a flash, bolting.
Watching him flee in such a hurry, I couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hey, sir, your acting is a bit over the top, don't you think! Seriously, not going into acting is such a waste of your talent, Oscar should be giving you a gold statue for that performance!"
Olivia, who had been enjoying the spectacle with a smug look on her face, suddenly went pale.
A flicker of panic flashed across her eyes, but she quickly masked it, standing there as if nothing had happened.
I shook my head slightly, a smirk of sarcasm on my face.
Turning to the crowd, I called ou
