Can't I?

Lucille frowned, feeling a lump in her throat. "So, who was responsible for what happened that year, George? You refuse to tell me, fine—but I can at least ask this person, can't I?" Knowing her stubbornness, George couldn't help saying, "Miss, if you insist on knowing, I can tell you. But you must promise me that after hearing this news, you must remain calm and never act rashly. Can I at least have that?" Quietly clinching her fists, Lucille tried to make her voice sound as calm as possible: "Fine." Only then did George speak. "It was the collusion of several major families." Just as she had thought! The corners of her eyes were tinged red; she bit her teeth, feeling the urge to kill. Perceiving the murderous aura emanating from her, George hurried to stop her. "Miss, please, calm yourself. Let me finish." Lucille felt she was already calm enough. She would not be here talking to George otherwise, but leading her people to obliterate all the patriarchal families in Dilsburg! Those we