His tone was too gentle. Norris Moore couldn't help but nod slightly, then she saw Trenton Smith lift his chin slightly and say nonchalantly to the bodyguard, "Close the door."
Abigail Moore knelt on the ground, reaching out to Norris Moore for help: "Sis, save me... I don't want to stay in the room..." She was innocent, this had nothing to do with her, it wasn't her business at all!
Norris Moore watched her sob uncontrollably, then unconsciously took a step back, the door closed before her eyes, her body swayed slightly, and she was respectfully supported by someone.
"Miss Moore, let me take you to the rest area to rest."
Norris Moore glanced at the closed door, then shook her head: "I'll wait here for him to come out."
She walked to the corner, hugged her knees, and buried her face in them.
Her body belatedly began to feel cold.
She looked down at her fingers.
She vaguely remembered how forcefully Abigail had moved her hand begging for help.
She didn't know what to feel.
