Jeffrey took a deep breath before dialing the number of his backup. Following his instructions, Jeffrey avoided the surveillance cameras and Linda's guards and left the hotel through the back door. "Mr. Moore, we've picked up the president and are leaving now," the person in charge of the pickup reported to William over the phone. "President, are you alright?" William asked through the phone. Jeffrey didn't answer; he was lost in thought. Gabriel said she was more anxious than him... He said to go to his room… He said he would go back to his room to undress and wait for her... Their conversation was incredibly natural and tacit, too... Jeffrey couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed the man's phone, and said, "William, there's something you need to do right away!" "President, what is it?" William asked nervously. He felt like he was facing a major crisis. "Immediately call Melanie and see what she's doing," Jeffrey ordered sternly. William was puzzled. "President… Di
Filled with suspicion, Melanie replied, "I'll go down in a moment." After hanging up, she told the other three about the phone call. Gabriel was so anxious that he wanted to get up. "Let's end it here for today. I'll accompany you downstairs!" Melanie glanced at the time. The acupuncture was completed, and she began to remove the needles. Ten minutes later, Gabriel accompanied her downstairs. In the lobby, several people were waiting. The leader was indeed the same person they had met at the Windborough Estate. "Ms. Jones, the master would like to have a word with you," the man said. "Why?" Melanie asked straightforwardly. The Windborough Estate servant evaded the question. "The master's intentions are hard to guess..." Regardless of the intentions of the owner of Windborough Estate, Melanie knew she couldn't refuse this invitation as she was too curious about him. She nodded. "Please lead the way." Gabriel followed, but he was stopped by the bodyguards behind the
After Melanie asked that, she watched the emotions in the eyes of Quentin change from violent bloodthirstiness to melancholy. At that moment, she knew that he cared about his son. Melanie gained confidence and continued, "Although you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities as a father, he’s your child, right?" Quentin clenched his phone, his thick eyebrows furrowing as he asked, "Who are you?" “I’m Melanie Jones.” Melanie smiled bitterly. "It seems that all these years, aside from cultivating Oakmoss, you don't understand or want to understand the outside world, so you don't know about my relationship with Jeffrey." Quentin became suspicious. Melanie didn't hesitate. She took out a dark red booklet from her bag and passed it to him, indicating that he would believe her as soon as he saw it. Before coming here from the hotel, Melanie brought her marriage certificate with Jeffrey. At this moment, it proved how correct her decision was. After Quentin finished reading the m
The bodyguards brought by Gabriel appeared and surrounded the car to protect them, but their numbers were nothing compared to the formidable lineup behind Linda. Melanie opened the car door, and got out. “Ms. Yancey, there’s been a misunderstanding. You better watch what you say before you confirm anything,” Melanie declared. Linda sneered, and laughed maniacally. “Misunderstanding? My subordinates accidentally hit the rabbit. Why would I tell on them?” "What benefits would I gain if I exposed them?" Melanie countered. Linda's eyes flashed, and the smile on her face turned sinister. "I don't know...but why did he seek you out? What did you say to him in his room just now?" "Before I entered the estate, the owner of Windborough Estate already knew everything. There was no need for me to confess," Melanie explained calmly. Listening to their conversation, Gabriel only now realized that the owner of Windborough Estate had called Melanie over for this matter. No wonder Lind
Gabriel couldn't accept it. "Melanie, are you crazy?" Jefford was just a man who looked like Jeffrey, and had insulted her multiple times. Why would she protect him? Gabriel only managed to hold back his words after trying very hard. He didn't want to add salt to her wounds. Melanie tried to explain. "You also know that Linda’s trying to capture Jefford. What he should do is stay as far away as possible, not run to her house and set a fire and let her bodyguards catch him." Gabriel frowned even more deeply. "You just said that they’re archenemies. I wouldn’t put anything past Jefford when it comes to Linda." "My previous deduction was just a way to escape..." "Stop talking." Gabriel raised his hand to stop her. He didn't want to hear her explanations anymore. Every word she said multiplied his distress. Gabriel turned his head to look out the window, paused for a moment. He asked emotionlessly, "Do you really have to know about his situation?" "Yeah." Melanie's voice
"Jefford is your nephew! He's your older sister's only child! Have you forgotten how much she loved you when you were young? She took the blame for you every time... Don't you fear she’ll haunt you if you don't spare her only blood relative?" Mrs. Yancey exclaimed angrily. "I never believed in a life after death!" Linda's voice was even colder than before. "Besides, this time it was Jefford who wronged me first! I finally monopolized the Oakmoss channel, but he ruined it! Instead of asking me if I felt wronged, you're wholeheartedly protecting him instead!" "How do you know it was Jefford who did it? Did he admit it?" Mrs. Yancey probed. "Do I still need him to admit it?" Linda replied. Did she not torture Jefford? Mrs. Yancey hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's impossible for him to do this. Although he fools around all the time, he knows where the line is." "The line was drawn by you!" Linda retorted. "Quickly send your men to find him for me. I’ll find out the
Unbuttoning his shirt, Melanie frowned as her hands trembled involuntarily. Was it because she was still new to being a doctor, and not yet accustomed to dealing with such wounds? She pondered silently, lips tightly pressed together, as she undid all his buttons and removed his clothes soaked with sweat and blood. She didn’t expect his injuries to be so severe... "Did Linda do this to you?" she asked, furrowing her brows. Jeffrey didn't deny it. "How did you manage to escape from her?" she asked again. "Someone provided assistance, and I took advantage of the situation," he replied. Her brows furrowed even deeper as she examined his wounds. "Why did you suddenly set fire to Linda's house? Is it related to me?" "Huh?" Jeffrey closed his eyes, pretending not to have heard clearly. Melanie decided not to press further. "It's nothing." In fact, Jeffrey had heard her clearly. As clever as she was, she had guessed that he was deliberately diverting Linda's attention away
Melanie lowered her voice, and questioned the audacity of the man before her. “Are you asking for a favor, or giving instructions?” “Asking for a favor,” Jefford said, in a low and hoarse voice that sounded pitiful yet sensuous at the same time.Melanie looked away from his hot gaze. She flung his hand away, and stood up to close the glass door of the washroom. When she walked out of the washroom, she saw Gabriel holding a tray with a bowl of steaming hot ginger soup.“Thank you.” She reached out to take it.Gabriel hurriedly said, “Slow down, it’s hot. I added some sugar so it won’t taste too spicy.”“Oh,” Melanie muttered as she shut the door of the washroom tight.Meanwhile, the man closed in the washroom felt his heart being torn to shreds…-Melanie didn’t want to remain in the room for fear that Gabriel might suddenly need the washroom, thereby exposing Jefford hiding inside. She blew on the soup, trying to cool it down and gulp it down fast.She stuck her tongue out, a