Moments later, I heard my sister’s sweet, practiced laugh echoing down the corridor:
“No need to thank me; saving lives is the right thing to do. The child is only five years old—I couldn’t just turn a blind eye.”
“I was just lending a hand. I don’t expect any kind of reward. I actually have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave now.”
When the assistant tried to offer her a bank card as thanks, she made a hasty exit.
However, she deliberately left behind a business card with her contact information.
I stepped out of the bathroom and hid at the end of the corridor, debating whether I should just run away. But before I could act, I overheard Albert’s conversation with his assistant:
“Find out if this incident was truly an accident or premeditated.”
“Don’t involve the police—I’ll handle this personally. If anyone dared to harm my son, I have countless ways to make them regret it.”
“Investigate everyone at the factory who was present when it happened. Check the broken steel bars—I want to know if they are poorly secured. Let’s see what’s tougher: the steel bars or the culprit’s life!”
The assistant nodded repeatedly in agreement.