Because of Heather's casual mention of missing him, Tyrone had come. She stared at Tyrone's handsome face, feeling the alcohol hit her harder, making her a bit light-headed. She reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head on his shoulder. His familiar scent filled her lungs, sinking deep into her being. "Are you drunk?" Tyrone asked, noticing the faint smell of alcohol on her breath. "I'm dizzy," Heather murmured. "Why did you stay?" She had always thought Tyrone disliked the Snyder family and would leave as soon as possible. Her gentle, sweet tone made it sound like she was whining. Tyrone's eyes darkened slightly as his long fingers began to massage her temples, avoiding her question. "Do you know him?" he asked. Fernando was lucky to still be walking after daring to lay a hand on Heather. Tyrone had wanted to confront him but had let him go only because she had asked. Heather explained, "His name is Fernando. He was my college classmate. He
"Mm," Heather responded in her dreamy state.Tyrone didn't say anything more. He lifted her up in his arms and headed outside.Because of Tyrone, none of the guests left early tonight. They all waited downstairs, eager for another chance to meet him and strike up a conversation.At that moment, he appeared at the top of the stairs.The crowd looked up.They saw Tyrone, dressed in a white shirt and black slacks, carrying Heather, who seemed to have fallen asleep.Her forehead rested on his shoulder, and her face was covered by Tyrone's oversized suit jacket. The luxurious dress she wore flowed smoothly down, revealing her snow-white, slender legs and her golden high heels.As he walked downstairs, her soft skirt swayed gently. His aloofness and her feminine softness intertwined, like something out of a movie poster.Tyrone didn't glance at anyone as he walked down the stairs, heading straight for the door.Those guests who had been hoping to approach him didn't dare speak up. I
Tyrone's words were merciless. After all, not everyone could earn Tyrone's favor.Thomas looked embarrassed, but he could only force a smile. "Mr. Elkin, you and Hattie have such a good relationship. You are right, it's all because of Hattie."Tyrone ignored him. His cold, dark eyes were fixed on Whitney.His intense gaze made her spine tingle. Forcing a smile, Whitney said, "Tyrone, we all hope that your relationship with Heather grows stronger and that you two can be happy together.""Is that really what you hope for?" Tyrone's voice was as cold as ice.Whitney was momentarily stunned, but she quickly said, "Of course, that's what I hope for. Tyrone, why would you ask that?"Tyrone's gaze was sharp as he glared at her. "Then why was Fernando in the garden?"Whiteny looked shocked. Could Tyrone have found out something?No, if he already knew, he wouldn't be asking her this.She quickly calmed herself and replied with a confused expression, "I don't know why he was in the gar
However, these were all just speculations without any concrete evidence.Tyrone looked down at Whitney. "If anything happens to her again and you're involved, I'll make sure you never find a donor for a transplant for the rest of your life."Without sparing her another glance, he turned and got into the car.Caleb closed the door, and the car quickly drove off.Whitney bit her lip, watching the car disappear. Her eyes flashed with jealousy and hatred.It was a perfectly orchestrated plan, and yet Heather had escaped again!"Are you sure you had nothing to do with Fernando?" Thomas asked, his voice suddenly turning cold.Whitney's gaze flickered, and she looked up with a pitiful expression. "Dad, do you suspect me too?""I just think it was strange that Fernando suddenly appeared in the garden."Thomas knew Fernando wasn't invited tonight, and he couldn't make sense of the situation. His expression darkened as he warned Whitney, "We don't have any ties with Tyrone. Everything w
"Why should I help you cut it?" Heather said, looking baffled."The other day in the car, you hit my arm and made it worse."Greg pointed to the arm sling around his chest and said with a serious expression, "If I hadn't pulled you back in time, you would've hit your head and probably broken your neck."His meaning was clear. He thought he saved Heather so asking her to cut a sandwich for him isn't too much to ask. Shouldn't Heather be taking care of him?"Who even needs to cut a sandwich into pieces? You could just use your other hand to pick it up and eat it.""I always cut my sandwiches," Greg replied with a straight face."Well, I'm not cutting it. Eat it however you want," Heather shot back.These wealthy men and their ridiculous habits.She had no intention of catering to his unreasonable demand and pushed the plate back to him.At that moment, a maid brought over her breakfast. Heather picked up her glass of milk, took a sip, and began to eat. Greg, clearly annoyed, mum
"Ms. Sutton, Mr. Elkin." Fernando's mother quickly stood up to greet them.Greg, who was usually more perceptive, immediately noticed Fernando's unusual mental state. He raised an eyebrow in mild surprise but smiled politely at Fernando's mother. "Hi, I hope we didn't disturb you. Hattie and I just came to check on Fernando."Jane was flattered, but she quickly replied, "Of course not."Having been a wife of a wealthy man for many years, she was smart and immediately understood the relationship between Heather, Tyrone, and Greg.Heather walked over to Fernando and asked softly, "Fernando, are you okay? I need to ask you something. Can we talk?"Fernando remained silent for a moment before slowly looking up. He said guiltily, "Hattie, I'm sorry."With the mental capacity of a three-year-old, Fernando probably didn't even understand what he had done yesterday.Heather smiled gently. "I forgive you. Don't worry, we're still friends. But can you tell me why you were at the Snyders'
Heather stopped walking and looked back, and Fernando kept nodding with a serious look on his face.It was not just Selena who wanted to harm her. There were others too!"Another woman? Do you know who this woman is?" Heather quickly asked.Fernando shook his head. "I don't know."A gleam of hope flashed in Heather's eyes. "Then, do you know her age? What does she look like?"Fernando thought hard for a moment, then slowly shook his head again. "I didn't see her, so I don't know."Heather frowned. "What do you mean you didn't see her? Have you never met this person?"Fernando still shook his head. "I didn't see her."When Whitney was in the car with Selena, Fernando wasn't paying attention to her. Later, he only focused on Heather in the garden and didn't notice Whitney's appearance at all. He had only heard a woman's voice speaking in the car but didn't know what she looked like, so he couldn't describe her.Heather didn't quite understand what he meant by "didn't see her". Af
Heather frowned slightly, feeling a bit doubtful. "Are you sure? Selena managed to sneak out of prison before, and we didn't even know at the time."Greg's pale face darkened, and he mocked her, "Are you doubting my capability?"When Greg wanted to seek revenge, he never gave anyone the slightest chance to escape.There were guards watching over Winnie in prison, so it was unlikely she could have escaped without him knowing."That's strange then. If it's not her, who else could it be?" Heather frowned.Fernando wouldn't lie to her, which meant Selena must have had a partner in crime."It could be one of Tyrone's ex-girlfriends seeking revenge on you," Greg said."Impossible."Heather thought that was highly unlikely.She responded without hesitation, and Greg let out a cold laugh. He said sarcastically, "He's had so many women. You're not the only one. It's not so surprising if someone wants to come after you."Heather frowned, and her voice turned icy. "Save your energy for