Curtis watched Wayne's retreating back.
He was a cocktail of joy and unease. The joy came from the fact that Pauline finally got what she deserved, taught a lesson by the rich folks, freeing him from her grasp.
On the other hand, the look in Wayne's eyes when he left stirred up unease.
He couldn't understand why Wayne would mention Alison.
In the activity room, Pauline cried out in fear and helplessness.
She was hoping Curtis would come back.
But, no one ever came to the door.
The bodyguard assigned to watch her just shook his head helplessly.
He figured, if someone lost themselves over a love interest or anyone else, what's the point of being alive or dead?
Curtis smoked a few cigarettes by the door, then called his mistress to report the good news.
About twenty minutes later, a stranger walked over, a file bag in his hand.
"You're from Mr. Silverman, aren't you?" Curtis put out his cigarette, grinning from ear to ear as he went up to him.
The stranger nodded, handing Curtis a file with a friendly demeanor, "This is your wife's admission form for the mental hospital, all you need to do is sign where it says."
Having said that, the man glanced at the time.
Seeing this, Curtis quickly took the pen and scribbled his signature where needed.
"Is this okay?" Curtis handed the file back.
The man nodded, "It's fine. We'll take your wife to the hospital. Mr. Silverman hopes that you can take good care of Alison,."
"Rest assured. She's my biological daughter. I'll take good care of her." Curtis responded without hesitation.
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