Chapter 73

The tattooed man quickly left with his companion. When they left the ward, he shook off his friend's grip and muttered, "Why’d you stop me? Damn it, that guy thinks he can order me around." "You've had too much to drink, so shut up," his friend spat. "That man is not someone to mess with. He's no ordinary person." "Bullsh*t. He just has the looks," the tattooed man replied. "You don't know sh*t. Did you see the watch on his wrist? It's worth millions. Can an ordinary person afford to wear that?" The tattooed man fell silent. … Lisa scanned Leonard's majestic figure as he stood in the light. Under his dress shirt, the curves of his muscles were just barely visible. ‘Could it be that even troublemakers didn’t dare provoke him because of his aura?’ "What are you looking at?" Leonard asked. "Nothing." Lisa turned away and adjusted Celine's blanket. The dazed Celine instinctively curled up and clutched the blanket. Her pale face was uneasy. "Celine, it's me," Lisa softly called