Stratagem and Countermove

As her limbs moved, the needle holes on the back of Savannah Lea's hands constantly bled. In fact, the wounds were not numerous, but on the back of her pale hands, it was a particularly shocking sight. Callan Handerson felt a chill in his heart, and his tone became cold. "So now you're even willing to suffer physically for this piece of trash?" "Callan, don't be unreasonable. Why do you always bully Liam? How many times have I told you that we ordinary people are different from you? We can't just let you mess around like this!" Savannah reached out to cover the back of her hand. At this moment, she was feeling a little regretful. She had been too impulsive just now. "Tell me, does this scum still have a place in your heart?" Callan took a breath and felt numb. Savannah was stunned. Why had he suddenly asked such a question? Why did it always come back to Liam Quentin? Liam had hurt her so badly, there was no way she could still... was Callan a fool? In such a short period of time, Call