Feeling the movement of little Rabina, Maxwell Peary's heart skipped a beat.
Without turning his head, without struggling, he continued standing there talking on the phone.
"I don't need your kind of protection."
Honestly, he didn't.
He wished Silvia Waterborne could be well, always well.
"This is something I caused, I'll deal with it myself."
Silvia smiled a little, sitting there, her eyes full of tears.
Even if the power went out, there would still be plenty of reports about her tomorrow.
However, things that Maxwell Peary does not allow will absolutely not happen.
"You don't need to worry about this, I will handle it well, and you should return immediately."
Maxwell Peary's voice slowly grew louder, quite angry.
He didn't want things to exceed his expectations, didn't want Silvia Waterborne to sacrifice herself.
He certainly had a way to protect her, absolutely did.
"There's no need, you simply can't handle it, you can't fight him."
