Chapter 72

　　"I know she works at the Fittro Club. She is your employee." 　　After thinking for a moment, Derrick came to a conclusion. He thought that maybe he had offended Patrick's employee. Given how overbearing Patrick was, everything Patrick would do made sense. 　　So, Derrick continued, "But she is fine, isn't she? She is not dead." 　　Lillian was already slumping on the ground, feeling weak. 　　No matter how stupid she was, she still knew what was going on. 　　She thought, 'It's true. I love Mr. Fisher so much, yet he did set me up.' Somehow, the face of Gloria, who was suffocating while struggling in pain in that transparent container, emerged in Lillian's mind. Back then, Gloria kept banging her fists against the container so desperately. 　　Lillian shuddered violently. 　　She thought, 'If I hadn't been lucky, it would have been me.' 　　"Leonard, tell him." 　　Leonard briefed Derrick mechanically about everything that had happened that day. 　　After Leonard finished speaking, Derrick clenched his