Distracted

Hastily, Wilson stopped Hazel and said, "What the hell is going on? Don't rush it, Hazey. You're still hurt." However, Hazel shook her head. "It's twelve noon. I only have twelve hours." She had to hurry up. In turn, Hazel comforted Wilson, "I'll be fine... Carry on with your work. Don't worry about me." She had just heard that someone was visiting them. As Wilson looked at Alonso, his boss didn't give the word. Therefore, Wilson couldn't do anything, including stopping her. Step by step, Hazel endured the pain in her shoulder and walked toward the swimming pool. As Wilson could only follow Hazel, he still couldn't help whispering, "Hazey, what's... what's wrong? How did you provoke my boss?!" Wilson felt that his boss was angry, but he wasn't sure, so he didn't dare to say it out. There was still a smile on Hazel's pale face. "Wilson, I did it... I once asked you if there's a possibility of making your boss take off his mask, and you said no... but I believe what you said is true. Any