Chapter 166 Larry's Terrible Acting

• Vania gazed at Hanson with his eyes closed as he lay on the bed. At the same time, she had a sore throat as her eyes were red, and she called out to the man hoarsely, "Hanson? Hanson, it's me, Vania. Can you hear me?" However, when the man lying in bed didn't respond, she desperately called out to him one more time. "Hanson."
• In the meantime, Larry cried tearfully at the sight of Vania's reaction. "President Luke, please wake up. Miss Greyson has come to visit you. Please, Mr. Luke." Nonetheless, April, who was watching from the side, covered his face while trying hard not to burst into laughter.
• I'm not dead yet, so why is he crying as if I am? Hanson gritted his teeth and thought to himself. Gosh! I can't stand his terrible acting. I wish I could just come back to life. Anyway, I guess I should be grateful that Vania still hasn't noticed anything. Soon, Hanson gently nudged Larry with his hand that was under the bed, gesturing to him to tone down his dramatic reaction.