The man knew he had lost his composure, but he couldn't help it, so he turned around with his back to them.
Crossley Gibson had never seen David Wright so out of character. In her impression, this man was always gentle and polite, so seeing him like this was somewhat unexpected for her.
"Is it funny?!" Nathan Johnson glared back at him, then turned to Crossley Gibson, "Miss Gibson, I'm not joking with you. I'm very serious, every word I said is true, if you don't believe me, ask him..."
He pointed at David Wright, whose shoulders were shaking slightly with laughter, his brows deeply furrowed.
Crossley kept silent, she put away her smile and leaned against the headboard, "It's getting late, you should go home and rest..."
Nathan was taken aback, not expecting her to order them to leave. He frowned, but as he saw the woman gently close her eyes, he couldn't bring himself to stay thick-skinned, so he stood up.
