I looked at Oliver apologetically and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Oliver. Don't blame her. She was just insulted because of this moments ago. Of course she’s upset."

Oliver nodded with a heavy heart, still looking after the car that had sped away. "There’s no need to apologize. It's not your fault, it’s mine. Thank you for taking care of her."

I sighed. "You don’t need to thank me. After all, she got hurt because of me. I'm heading back to the company now."

Throughout our conversation, Oliver's eyes remained fixed forlornly on the road, even after the car had disappeared.

As Carol and I got into the car, she remarked, "Lauren really doesn’t care about anything, huh? No matter what he’s done, he’s still one of the big shots of Foswood. Anyone would respect him because of that, but look at how she spoke to him.”

I sighed softly. "What's done is done."

Carol sighed too. "You can tell that Oliver really cares about Lauren.”

"The more he cares about her, the more it hurts.”

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