Dickson's brow knitted in a tight frown, and the dessert he held slipped from his grip, tumbling to the ground."The patient might have just left," the nurse responded, a hint of surprise evident in her eyes. A moment ago, she had doubted Mr. Dickson's presence in their hospital, but now she could see it clearly—it was indeed Mr. Dickson.Without uttering a word, Dickson turned around, his expression cold, and walked away with determined strides.His back emanated a cool and composed aura, tall and erect, exuding a pronounced sense of masculinity. His physique surpassed even that of Western male models.The nurses behind him were captivated. "Oh my god, it's really Mr. Dickson!""I can't believe Mr. Dickson actually came to our hospital! Wow, he's incredibly handsome in person. He outshines all the male celebrities!""By the way, is the patient Mr. Dickson just bringing in Miss Amanda?""Tsk tsk, it appears so! The attending doctor mentioned that Miss Amanda has quite severe external
Amanda had just entered the elevator when, before the doors closed, someone pressed the button to reopen them. The doors slowly slid apart, revealing Dickson with a cold expression.Notably, he wasn't wearing a suit but a knee-length overcoat over a black shirt. His meticulously combed hair featured a few loosely hanging strands, creating an air of both strength and a touch of wickedness. Despite his undeniable handsomeness, Amanda couldn't help but feel a sudden surge of anxiety upon seeing him. She instinctively pressed herself against the elevator wall.Dickson, however, showed no signs of anger and maintained a calm demeanour. He didn't inquire about her sneaking out the previous day. Amanda's heart raced, and she clenched her fists, prepared for any confrontation.Fortunately, Dickson chose not to make things difficult for her. Treating her as if she were invisible, he ignored her presence. As the elevator ascended, Amanda felt an overwhelming sense of anxiety, and the atmosphere
"Then call the police!" Dickson retorted with a sneer. Amanda's beautiful face displayed extreme displeasure at his suggestion. She would never dare to involve the police, considering the significant impact it could have on the Haynes Group."Dickson, please, I beg you!" Amanda pleaded. "Can you refrain from disrupting the order of the Haynes Group..."Dickson immediately interrupted her. "How have I disrupted the company's order?" he challenged. "I haven't even pursued the matter of you disrupting the entire market! You have the audacity to claim I'm disrupting the company's order? Besides, I'm also a director of the company. Can I not come to the office?"Amanda took a deep breath and argued, "Why are you even here in the office? You're not involved in the management. You're here purely for amusement!"Upon hearing this, Dickson raised his eyebrows and gave a sly smile. "Hey, you're right!" he admitted. "I'm just here to have some fun!""I handed you two significant deals. Shouldn't
After her words, Lizzy cast a meaningful glance at Amanda, conveying a message that required no verbal explanation. With their long history of collaboration, the two could often comprehend each other's intentions with just a look. Additionally, Andrew's repeated calls had alerted Amanda to his presence."Understood," Amanda acknowledged. "You can go ahead and attend to the client; I'll join shortly.""Of course, Miss Amanda," Lizzy responded respectfully before leaving.Bruce, with a quizzical expression, inquired, "Who's here?"Unable to ignore him, Amanda replied cautiously, "A client. I'm stepping out to meet them."Bruce, seemingly uninterested, rolled his eyes and returned his attention to the newspaper. Amanda rose from her seat and exited the office.In the reception area, Amanda pushed the door open, confirming Andrew's arrival."Drew, what brings you here?" she inquired."What's wrong?" Andrew responded. "Can't I come and visit you?" He concluded with a warm smile."Why didn'
Despite Andrew being a scion of a top-tier wealthy family, he was considerably inferior to Dickson. Andrew's family dynamics were somewhat chaotic, with numerous siblings and the family's influence still under his father's control. In contrast, Dickson was the sole heir of the Anderson family, overseeing their billion-dollar business empire. Consequently, Dickson didn't regard Andrew with much seriousness."Drew, don't engage in his games," advised Amanda. As she guided Andrew towards the elevator, she subtly communicated through eye signals, urging him not to confront Dickson directly. Andrew reluctantly swallowed his anger and left."Amanda, let me warn you," cautioned Dickson. "Maintain a distance from Andrew!""This marks the end of any association between you and him. If I discover that you've communicated with him again, you'll regret it!" Amanda, fueled by anger, felt a stabbing pain in her heart, and her eyes practically emitted flames. "Dickson, your dominance knows no bounds
"Let's drop the topic," Jack suggested. "I need to dash out to grab some coffee and cake pronto! I can't afford to be late; Mr. Dickson won't be pleased if that happens again.""Well, you better hustle then," John advised. Without saying more, Jack swiftly grabbed the car key and exited Terry's Company.Thirty minutes later, Jack, out of breath, arrived at the Terry’s Company with coffee and cake in hand. "Jack, what brings you here in such a rush?" Lizzy inquired, surprised by Jack's haste.Between breaths, Jack explained, "Mr. Dickson tasked me with fetching coffee and cake and delivering them here. Where's Mr. Dickson?""Oh, he's in Miss Amanda's office," Lizzy informed him."I'll prioritise sending these things to Mr. Dickson," Jack declared, skipping formalities. He rushed toward the office.Knock! Knock! Knock!Dickson heard the knocking and personally went to open the door. Jack, surprised to see Dickson, swiftly handed over the bag. "Mr. Dickson, coffee and cake from the cafe,
Amelia was on the line. Dickson returned the phone to his pocket, having resolved to sever all connections with her. The initial misunderstanding between him and Amelia had persisted, and now there was even less reason to prolong it.Beep, beep, beep!The phone continued to vibrate. "Mr. Dickson, you're quite occupied," Amanda remarked, sneering without lifting her head. "You better get back to your own affairs!"Dickson retorted, "You're in such a rush to push me away, huh? After I'm gone, you can freely entice other men, right?"Rolling her eyes, Amanda replied irritably, "Dickson, I have no clue what you're thinking. We agreed to have nothing to do with each other after the divorce. You're already engaged. Spend time with your fiancée."The two years of marriage had caused her immense pain, and she harboured unforgiving resentment. Overcoming the emotional distress from her relationship with Dickson had been a challenging journey, and there was no turning back for her."Amanda, whe
At Terry's residence, Amelia dialled Dickson's number over ten times, but there was no response. Anxiously observing, Stella inquired, "What's happening? Did the call go through?"Amelia sighed, expressing her disappointment. "No, Dickson has been consistently ignoring my calls."Upon hearing this, Stella grew even more uneasy. She remarked, "Oh no, this is becoming troublesome. Listen to me, quickly go to his office and find him.""Friend, I really don't want to go," Amelia protested.Stella appeared displeased. "You have to go, whether you want to or not!" she insisted. "If you're reluctant to go alone, I'll accompany you! Let's go. Hurry and change your clothes."Amelia pounded the sofa impatiently. "Stella, can you not pressure me like this?" she complained. "It's bothering me. Do you realise that?""I'm doing this because I'm concerned about you," Stella explained. "If your marriage with Mr. Dickson falls apart, considering how our family will fare in the future. How will others