Simon Forrester stood at the foot of the bed, his expression calm.
The dim hospital room light made his figure taller and more imposing than during the day.
Sienna Thornton sat on the hospital bed, looking up at him, feeling inexplicably uneasy, her heart racing. Clearly, she was the victim, yet she felt nervous without any reason.
Simon Forrester looked at her quietly for a moment before speaking lightly, "I hope this is the last time."
"What about that person?" Sienna Thornton steadied herself and took over the conversation.
"Detained," Simon Forrester turned around, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her. "When she attacked you, Auntie King hid in the kitchen and recorded the whole process on her phone."
Sienna Thornton weakly smiled, "Auntie is very smart."
"Indeed. However," Simon Forrester paused, "she has already resigned."
"I understand, let her go if she wants to. Encountering such an incident twice in a row probably scared her too."
