Ansel glared coldly at Bowen; he couldn’t be bothered to talk to someone like Bowen.

He then looked back at Harvey.

“Can my subordinate still be saved?”

Naturally, Ansel trusted Harvey the most.

But because of their huge gap in status, he wouldn’t dare ask for Harvey’s help unless he had no other choice.

Bowen’s eyes twitched frantically after seeing Ansel’s respectful attitude toward Harvey, but he had no other choice after reminding himself of the consequences of Harvey saving the man.

“I know you still don’t believe me, Director Torres!” he exclaimed through gritted teeth.

“But I know you’re worried for your subordinate!”

“I wish for his speedy recovery as well!”

“But you shouldn’t be reckless!”

“I’m the branch leader of Flutwell’s Longmen branch. Since I’m able to stay in this position, it means I have nothing to fear! I wouldn’t cause trouble for no reason whatsoever!”

“It’s not that I don’t want your subordinate to recover. I just don’t want some nobody accidentally ki