"She knows it's me?" King Blake's hand, which was holding the thermos, trembled slightly.
"I think it's easy to guess." Wayne nodded, a complicated look in his eyes.
"That's right. She drank the soup I made."
"King Blake, it's time for you to come out. It's also time for her to come out. None of you were wrong about the harm and misunderstanding in the past. The only unforgivable thing is that your purpose in getting close to her is not simple. You can't deny it." Wayne's tone became cold.
"I know, but do you think she'll be able to walk out?" King Blake smiled wryly.
"I'll go through the discharge formalities for her tomorrow and go home to recuperate. There are too many people in the hospital, and there have been many people coming to see her recently. I'm worried."
"I see. Morgen Group has been acquired, and Miami is in turmoil. Be careful," King Blake said in a deep voice.