Kyle Kinston turned around, walked slowly to stand in front of Daniel Harris, suddenly bent down, and leaned in close to Daniel's face. Those dark, phoenix eyes met the unfocused gaze. Could these eyes be the ones Mabel longed for twelve years?
"If your eyes remain blind, it will forever be a thorn in Mabel's heart, and now I want to completely remove that thorn." Kyle spoke in a low voice only audible to the two of them, "Daniel Harris, how capable do you think you are to make me regret?"
Daniel Harris's body trembled sharply as Kyle Kinston straightened up and left the conference room.
Dr. Jeton and his medical team remained in the conference room, and only then did Mr. and Mrs. Harris finally breathe a sigh of relief.
On the surface, Daniel Harris remained calm and unruffled, but the hands placed before him slowly clenched, as his nails relentlessly pierced into his palms.
He really wanted to see what Kyle Kinston's face would look like on the day he regretted.
