Ivan was probably calling because the rescue mission had failed."Hello?" Yasmin stood next to the window and answered the phone."Yasmin, it's me." Ivan sounded slightly remorseful. "I'm so sorry. I sent my men to rescue Stuart yesterday, but they ran into Brian. We weren't able to rescue Stuart."Ivan was in Rimmervale, consumed by anxiety. This was the best chance to prove himself. He was regretful that he couldn't return to the country to be involved in the rescue mission directly. He was in Rimmervale and could only give orders from afar."It's okay." Yasmin didn't blame him."I'm sorry," Ivan said again remorsefully. He asked in concern, "Did Brian give you any trouble after the rescue mission failed?""Yeah. He threatened me to hurt Blake, but I've already brushed him off," Yasmin told him briefly. Since it was a complicated corporate war between Brian and Blake, Yasmin didn't dare to reveal too much to Ivan."Too bad I can't return to the country.""It's okay. I under
"He's lying. Your dad is fine," Blake said."That's good." Yasmin relaxed but was still slightly concerned. She pondered for a bit and asked, "What about you? Will you be in danger?""It'll be a little dangerous given the internal fighting within the Ford family. The most important thing, however, is who wins."Yasmin never expected Blake to tell her these things. She didn't know how to comfort Blake, but she still wanted to try. Pulling at his sleeves, she said quietly, "Be careful." She didn't want him to get hurt.Blake saw her small hands pulling at his clothes, and it warmed his heart. He smiled and asked, "You're worried about me?"As if refusing to admit it, Yasmin didn't answer.Nevertheless, Blake knew that she was worried about him and clutched Yasmin's hand.Startled, Yasmin looked up at him.Blake said solemnly, "Corporate wars are relatively dangerous. The losing side may seek revenge and might even resort to extreme measures—including murder."He deliberate
Blake hummed in response as he buttoned up his shirt. When he heard the rustling of sheets, he turned and asked, "Did I wake you?"Yasmin shook her head in response, then watched as he got dressed.Blake wore a black shirt with dark-colored stripes. She frequently saw him wearing this shirt after the divorce. It had been a gift from her."Why are you staring at me?" Blake glanced at his clothes, then lifted his head to look at her.Yasmin snapped out of her daze. She silently went to the dressing room and found a tie for Blake. "Wear this one."There was a tie in her fair hands.Blake was slightly surprised. He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Could you help me put it on? There's a press conference today and my tie needs to look perfect. I've been tying it myself, but it never looks good enough."Yasmin had wanted to refuse, but her heart suddenly tightened when she heard about the press conference. "You're revealing your project with Big M Enterprise today?"He nodded word
Brian shook with excitement. "When the time comes, I'll become the company's new president and take over this project."Hearing his words, Yasmin began to feel anxious. What exactly was Brian trying to do?Calming herself, she asked cautiously, "What's your plan?"Brian chuckled in response. "I can't tell you, of course. Just know that you played a huge role. If you hadn't given me that document, I wouldn't have known where to begin."He burst out in a gleeful laughter. Yasmin, on the other hand, was so worried she might have caused Blake trouble that she couldn't process a single word Brian was saying. "You did a great job, babe. I'll send someone to pick you up tonight. I promise that Blake Ford won't be able to lay a hand on you if you stick close to me." Brian sounded triumphant, seeming confident that he would win. Yasmin pursed her lips in silence, her entire body numb. After ending the call, she frantically dialed Blake's number to explain the situation.She wante
"He doesn't want to expose you to the public. He's worried you might get in trouble," Malcolm answered. "Why don't I take you to the lounge? You can wait for Mr. Ford there."It was then that she remembered Brian's plot. Trailing behind Malcolm, she quickly relayed everything to him. Malcolm said, "Mr. Ford would surely be happy if he knew that you came all this way just to tell him about this."Yasmin was perplexed when Malcolm left without another word. She didn't understand why Malcolm wasn't listening to her either. She could only wait in the lounge, feeling disheartened. There was a television in the room, so she turned it on and played the live broadcast of the press conference. Blake stood in the center of the large screen, smiling faintly but politely toward the camera. The first ten minutes of his speech went smoothly. Suddenly, the content on the screen behind him shifted.Soon, big bold letters appeared. "Windmere Group's New Project is Illegal!"Seeing thi
Everyone quickly realized what was happening. It turned out to be an internal strife!Instantly, sounds of camera shutters filled the air as journalists frantically took pictures.Brian quickly became everyone's target as Blake calmly looked on from above. Brian's face was twisted in a scowl as he heard Blake announce, "From today onward, you will no longer be part of Windmere Group. I hereby declare you permanently expelled from the organization."Brian's face immediately darkened with anger. Behind a certain television screen, Yasmin was on her feet—shocked beyond belief. She didn't know that Blake had already figured out Brian's plot and set up countermeasures to completely get rid of him.She stared at his dazzling face on the screen.To Yasmin, he seemed ever so charming. Soon after, a group of police officers walked in and presented their badges before laying charges against Brian. He was accused of stealing confidential documents. Brian said nothing as he was pu
"Yeah…" Blake responded softly. "Don't come in. You need to go…"Even now, he was still telling her to leave. Yasmin's face was streaked with tears as she asked, "How are you holding up right now? Can you still hold on?""I'm feeling kind of tired," he answered hoarsely. Yasmin couldn't help but picture him lying in a pool of blood. She shook her head to push the image away, unable to bear the thought of him getting hurt. She ordered, "You better hold on, Blake Ford! The police have already gone inside. They're going to rescue you, so hang on!"There was no response from his end. Worried he might have passed out, she cried out in desperation, "Don't you dare close your eyes, Blake! You promised me you'd save my father, and you can't go back on your word! You have to stay alive!"All this time, Yasmin thought she hated him and kept trying to push him away. But at this moment, overwhelming panic filled her entire being. Terrified he might die, she clutched her phone tightly
Yasmin rubbed her arms to warm herself. Never in her life had time felt so agonizingly slow. She blankly stared at the light above the operating room door.All her sluggish mind could think of right now was that she didn't want Blake to die."Mrs. Ford, you should eat something first." Malcolm came over with dinner.Yasmin shook her head, disheartened. "I'm not hungry."She had no appetite.Malcolm urged, "I think you should at least eat a little. I'm sure Mr. Ford will need someone to take care of him after his surgery. If you pass out now…"Yasmin finally showed some response after hearing this. She glanced at the brown paper bag in Malcolm's hands and nodded.Eventually, she forced herself to eat something. She knew that she needed to take care of Blake afterward. She also thought about her unborn baby. Blake's surgery lasted over three hours.Yasmin's head jerked up when the doors of the operation room finally opened. Soon after, Blake was wheeled out with a white s