Chapter 452

Cigarette butts littered the ground at his feet as Scott listened to his phone call. His gaze drifted toward the hospital building. His eyes were not squinted as usual. Instead, they held their usual depth, betraying no hint of deviation. "Go on," he said. Dylan thought to himself that this guy must have messed up big time in Naomi, otherwise, his tone would not be like this. Listening to the hoarse and indifferent words, it was obvious Scott did not want him to intervene. Dylan immediately felt a headache coming on. "Scott, did you have a falling out with Naomi?" "Let me tell you, don't force it at this time. If you do, it won't do you any good. You better tell me what happened now, I'll figure something out for you. Now is the golden opportunity, don't miss it!" Dylan's anxious voice came through, one sentence after another, full of concern and tension. Scott pursed his lips and said, "Cherish what you have now, don't end up like me regretting it later." With that, he hung up