Already Transferred

Lucille subconsciously touched her face. "Mr. Lindsay, is there something dirty on my face?" Only then did Amore snap out of his stupor and shook his head. "No." "Thanks for your hospitality. I’ve already made the payments for the medicines and weapons. If there’s a chance next time, I'll treat you to a meal." Having finished the polite conversation, Lucille left with her men. She did not turn her head back when leaving. Instead, she raised her hand, waved it mid-air, and then got into the car. Amore escorted her to the door. He waited until the van and truck were out of sight. Amore stood still, seemingly lost in thought for a long time. Ethan walked up to him at this moment and placed his hand on Amore's shoulder, trying to comfort him. "Come on, you should look ahead. Don't let this drag you down, okay?" In Ethan's opinion, there was no one in this world who could not live without someone else. "There are plenty of beautiful women out there. How about this, I'll personally choose on