LESLIE'S POVI looked down at the person to see a grown man with splints on both hands holding on to me tightly.“Hey, excuse me." I shook my leg but he held on tightly, while wailing. I looked around, my heart pounding at the thought of the media attention. “What is the problem? Do I know you?" The man looked up and his face clicked in my memory. Noah Parker, the man Saint had beaten up a few days ago."You have to help me. Please, I'm so sorry. I was wrong. I admit it, I was wrong,” he cried, his loud voice starting to attract people. I bit down on my lips and used my hair to cover a part of my face."I need to know what you're talking about for me to be able to help you.” I grabbed his shoulders to pull him up but he held on to the ground."I made a mistake when I was drunk. That does not mean you should ruin my life like this.” He shook his head. “My company is my whole life yet you've taken it away from me." “For goodness sake, stand up," I snapped. Tom came over and pulled him
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