Was he tired? Tyrone didn't exactly feel tired just because he had to deal with those people and watch Barbara do everything in her capacity to attempt to seduce and please him. He was used to all that. But somehow, looking at Heather's clear, pristine eyes, he suddenly felt weary. He narrowed his eyes. Then, he suddenly reached out, grabbed Heather's wrist, and pulled her into his embrace. He avoided touching any of her wounds, so as not to cause her any pain. As Tyrone lay down on the bed, his muscular arms tightened around Heather's waist possessively. "I guess I'm a little exhausted. Rest with me."The bed in the VIP ward was a double bed, so it was spacious even with both of them in it. As Heather lay in Tyrone's embrace, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes as she listened to the powerful beating of his heart. Her head was pressed to his chest. Tyrone had returned, and he was hugging her like this. Did this mean that he had agreed to take her up on the deal?"I'll
As Heather was starting to feel warm, she shifted her body away slightly. She was trying to put some space between them.Just then, a nauseous feeling hit her. She quickly covered her mouth with one hand and removed the blanket covering her body with the other. However, as Tyrone had his arms tightly around her, it seemed like she was trying to rub her body against his. That caused his stomach to tighten, and he opened his eyes with a frown. He stared at her dangerously and asked, "Ms. Sutton, are you really that hungry for me?"If she continued to squirm around him like that, he couldn't guarantee that he'd be able to hold back. It was true that he didn't intend to take her tonight; but if she insisted, he wouldn't mind obliging her.At that point, Heather was already feeling extremely uncomfortable. So, with her brows furrowed, she said, "Mr. Elkin, I… I feel like throwing up."…Over in the washroom, Heather grabbed the side of the toilet as she heaved over and over again.
"Hello, Mrs. Snyder.""Heather, did you go to Mr. Elkin last night? Were you with him the entire night?" Macey asked anxiously.Heather was taken aback by her question. However, her short pause gave Macey the illusion that she'd changed her mind, so she instantly raised her voice at Heather."Didn't you give me your word yesterday, Heather? I thought you promised me! Why did you lie to me?"We supported you for so many years! Must you really do this to us? Does your conscience not bother you?"Heather had heard such words many times before. She drew a deep breath and said, "Mrs. Snyder, I've talked to Tyrone about this. He will get Whitney out of there.""Really? You're not lying to me, are you?" Macey asked suspiciously."It's true.""So, will I be able to see Whitney today?" Macey probed impatiently.Heather pressed her lips together before saying. "I will try my best to get him to have her released today. I'll update you once I have any news.""Heather, you must get Mr.
A while later, Tyrone came out of the washroom after cleaning himself up.He buttoned up his shirt, and though it was all wrinkly, he looked much neater now. It made him look more stern and distant somehow. He sat down in front of Heather and took a nonchalant glance at the food on the table. Then, without any warning, he took the bowl of cut fruits away.Heather was caught off guard. "Hey, that's mine!" She was going to have that after she finished her omelet!Tyrone lifted his gaze and shot her an icy look. "Was I not the one who paid for it?"His voice was cold and commanding, as though he was challenging her to take the bowl of fruits away from him.Heather shut her mouth and eyed the bowl of fruits longingly.She could not afford to pay for the stay in the VIP ward. But since he was the one who paid for it, she would let him have it.Honestly speaking, Tyrone didn't really like fruits. But when he saw how much she wanted them, he couldn't help but want to tease her. He
Obviously in a pleasant mood, Tyrone raised a brow and placed a hand around Heather's waist. Then, he pulled out his phone and gave Caleb a call. He instructed him to bring the chief police officer to the hospital.Caleb carried out his orders quickly, and within half an hour, he got the chief there.When they arrived, Tyrone had Heather on his lap and was watching the financial news. Heather was watching a sitcom on her phone to kill time.Heather didn't like being held like this, and she'd initially refused the idea of Tyrone holding her this way. But her refusals had never worked. When she heard a knock on the door, she quickly wanted to hop off Tyrone's lap, but he tightened his hold on her waist and shot her an icy look. "What do you think you're doing?""Let go of me, Mr. Elkin. Someone's here," Heather muttered embarrassedly. "So what? Sit still!"Tyrone was putting up a calm facade, but his tone was overbearing.Heather didn't know what to say to that. She couldn't he
Heather frowned. "Why not?"Chase looked at her, then at Tyrone's impassive face. "Mr. Elkin, it's best that you don't interfere with the Snyders' affairs. Things could get complicated."In other words, Tyrone could get into trouble if he helped Heather.Who could make Chase dissuade someone as powerful as Tyrone from interfering for fear of stirring up trouble? Puzzled, Heather asked, "Officer Irwin, who did the Snyders get into trouble with?"Chase's gaze flickered from Heather to Tyrone before he answered grimly, "I don't know the details. I'm just following orders. Mr. Elkin, things aren't looking pretty for the Snyders, so I suggest you wash your hands off this matter entirely."Heather's eyes widened. She didn't know if the Snyders were in a feud with anyone, but judging from Chase's behavior, she doubted he was lying.Chase had said that he was following orders, presumably from the top brass, which meant there was some political force behind this.Whoever it was must have
Heather had no experience in pleasing men, but if her less-than-savory deal with Tyrone was any indication, pleasing him should be a cakewalk for her by now.She quashed all her doubts and closed her eyes, then leaned forward to kiss him.Despite steeling herself for the intimacy, she couldn't help but feel nervous. She clutched Tyrone's arm tightly, her body tense.Tyrone took in her full lips and smelled the faint fragrance on her as she drew close. She was so pure and easily flustered that she had to close her eyes before kissing him. Yet he found himself completely captivated by her.The distance between them closed. Heather gingerly pressed her lips to his cheek and backed away."Ms. Sutton, you don't believe that a kiss on the cheek is worth 30 million dollars, do you?" Tyrone asked, his eyes glittering with wicked amusement.Evidently, he wasn't pleased.Heather blushed. "Then, what do you want?"Tyrone's gaze darkened as he pinched her chin. With a swift dip of his he
The morning after Tyrone left for his business trip, Heather visited Whitney at the hospital.This marked her first time meeting the daughter of the Snyder family.Whitney was what one might describe as conventionally beautiful. She was slender, and her delicate face was pale. There was a bluish tinge to her lips that accentuated her pallor, but that might have been due to her cardiovascular disease. The hospital scrubs hung loosely from her tiny frame, making her appear more fragile."Heather, thank you for coming. Whitney's been wanting to meet you, so I figured I'd ask you to come over," Macey said with a smile. She looked distinctly better than before, and she was much nicer to Heather too."You must be Heather! I've heard so much about you from my mom. You're gorgeous! Why aren't you a celebrity yet?" Whitney exclaimed as she curiously appraised Heather.Heather smiled. "Oh, please, I'm not that pretty."Whitney shook her head. "I'm serious. You're much prettier than the