Stella fell silent. She knew how terrifying it was to have enemies around her. In the past, Jasper was even assassinated in his own military base. Furthermore, once Sean had made up his mind to turn against them, he would then be surrounded by enemies, and every move he makes would be under surveillance. To kill all those people, not only would he need time but also a strong ability, a high level of endurance, and superb acting skills. Although Sean was wealthy and powerful, threats were all around him, waiting to take him down. "I will take good care of her, but I know that Eli wants you to take care of her. Otherwise, she would not have sacrificed herself like this for you. I will not prescribe any medicine for her for the time being, as I wouldn't want her to grow dependent on it. It's not good for her to take too much of it. What you should do now is to care for her and make her happy. Don't mention anything that will make her feel pressured or in pain," Ste
"Hello, Mr. Yaleman. It's Beckham. I'm currently in D Country. Will I get a chance to meet you?" Beckham asked politely. Sean knew who Beckham was. Beckham became the successor of the Yaleman family after he stepped down. Beckham, too, lived up to their expectations. He managed to establish his grounds in just one year, and it only took him four years to consolidate and strengthen his power. Now, he had become the youngest deputy president in history and was one of Bellamy's strongest competitors. "I'll send you the address later. See you in an hour," Sean said. He knew exactly what Beckham wanted to say to him. The reason why he was meeting him was just to confirm his speculations. He placed Eli on the bed and ordered his most trusted subordinates to protect her before he went out. He met Beckham an hour later. Beckham wore a pair of black-framed glasses and a brown windbreaker. Inside, he wore a black suit with a white shirt on. He seem
Eli knocked Sean on his head mercilessly and said, "Are you crazy? I still need you to take care of me since I don't have an arm. How do you expect me to take care of you when you have lost an arm too? I will not be able to carry you. If you break your arm, I will break my neck. Let's see who is more ruthless." "Eli," Sean called her name helplessly. "Sean, it doesn't do any good to me if you lose an arm. Don't be silly, okay? I'll be sad and unhappy if you broke your arm. Do you want me to be unhappy?" Eli said persuasively. "I know that you're upset." "Sean, it'll just take another half a month. We'll be separated after that. Don't think of those unpleasant thoughts. We should do our best to be happy, right?" Eli said with a smile. Sean nodded and said, "I have asked them to prepare a crab feast for lunch. You can eat two of them." "Wow, that's great," Eli jumped up for joy. "But I'll have to trouble you to peel them for me. See, you could only pee
Eli went back to the room and saw Sean looking through his phone. When he saw her return, he put his phone away and said, "Dinner is ready." "Crabs, crabs! I've loved eating crabs since I was a child," Eli laughed and said cheerily. Sean smiled affectionately and said, "Why do I remember that you loved eating meat the most when you were a child?" "That's because crabs are seasonal. I'll only eat meat when there are no crabs," Eli explained and sat down at the table. The chef brought two crabs and their condiments to the table, as well as some kitchen tools. "Wow, I'm digging in," Eli took the scissors and cut off the crab's leg. She could not continue as she only had one arm. Sean peeled the crab's leg, dipped it with sauce, and handed it to her. Eli took a bite without any hesitation. Reuben approached them shortly after with a slight frown. He took the initiative to come forward and asked with a nod, "Mr. Yaleman, do you need help
"What? Which Mr. Yeager?" Sean frowned as he sat up from the bed. "Brock Yeager," one of Brock's men reported. Sean was stunned. After regaining his calmness, he asked cautiously, "How did he die?" "He died from a heart attack at 1 a.m. He has already stopped breathing when he was sent to the hospital. The doctor couldn't save him," Brock's subordinate reported. "Okay, I understand. Send me the address and I'll come over now," Sean said in a deep voice and hung up the phone. Eli did not feel like sleeping anymore. She asked, "Who died?" "Brock," Sean replied as he put on his clothes. "Did you kill him?" Eli asked. "No, I didn't. I was told that he died of a heart attack. I have to go to the hospital now. You should rest at home, don't wait up for me," Sean insisted. Eli nodded and watched as Sean left the room. She heard the sound of the car leaving. Brock's death was too sudden. She lay in bed for a while but could not
Eli shook her head and replied, "I don't want to do anything, and it's not as though I could do anything either." "You don't need to do anything. You have me. Just wait for me, okay?" Sean murmured. His gaze sunk, as though his soul was looming in the darkness. He did not ask Eli to go to bed, for he knew that she could not fall asleep. Instead, he closed his eyes. Noticing that his eyes were shut, Eli closed hers too. After tossing and turning for hours, she finally fell asleep. She had a dream. Hodge had kidnapped her and made Sean his puppet. She did not want Sean to be manipulated by Hodge. Therefore, she tried to kill herself to free him of the misery. She bit her tongue, but she did not die. She tried hitting her head against the wall, but it was soft and it seemed to be emanating warmth. She looked up and saw Sean. She realized that she was holding a knife in her hand. With a pull, she stabbed the knife through her heart and finally d
"Thank you, Mr. Yaleman," Reuben lifted his head and looked at Eli. Eli smiled happily, her eyes shaped into crescent moons. She held Sean's arm and said, "Come on, let's go. I've never been to Paris." She looked at these foreigners as well as their babies curiously. Their babies were very beautiful. They had fair skin, big eyes, and blond hair. They looked just like a doll. She even wanted to adopt a baby like this. Someone came to pick them up as soon as they were out of the airport. Eli was about to get into the car when she heard a gunshot. A bullet was fired and it hit the car door. Panic flashed across Sean's eyes as he shouted, "Get down." Eli lay on the ground in confusion, and Sean was laying on top of her, hovering protectively over her. Outside, gunshots could be heard, loud and clear. Eli's heart tightened as he looked at Sean, scanning his expression. Didn't he say that they came to Paris to relax? However, i
"Without any concrete evidence, there will only be suspicion. You feel guilty because you feel uneasy. You should keep your head low and prevent Sean from noticing anything out of the ordinary. Otherwise, not only would he be suspicious, but he would also start to suspect you. You should be prepared to retreat unscathed. After all, you have done so much for Sean," Reuben said solemnly. "I understand. I believe that you would have earned Sean's trust this time since you saved Eli from the bullet. With his trust, everything will be easier in the future. Alright, that's all for now, I'll hang up," Hodge said. Reuben lay on the bed and turned off his phone. Closing his eyes, he thought of Eli's smile, as well as her care for him. It was all worth it. Eli was taken back to A Country. Stella came running out of the waiting room when she arrived at the airport's military base. Eli was elated to see Stella. She immediately rushed over and hugged her. Stella had p