The moment the door opened, everyone in the room was startled. Fingers on the triggers hesitated! "Calm down!" A woman's clear voice called out again, and both Greg and Hank glanced at the door. A burly bodyguard walked in with Melanie on his back. They were followed by Milo and many men... "Melanie!" Hank didn't lower his gun. His men protected him as he retreated to Melanie's side. He looked warily at Milo and the others behind her, then at Melanie, who had a bandage wrapped around her head. He asked, "What did they do to you?" Seeing the hatred in Hank's sharp eyes, Melanie quickly said, "Calm down. You’ve misunderstood. I'll explain everything." Next, Melanie briefly explained that Greg and Milo were her allies. Milo was now the new owner of "Heaven on Earth," and in the future, he would be Greg’s next-in-line. If Hank was willing, he could replace Nathan and become their business partner. "I have a question." Hank remained silent for a while as he processed
"You figured it out?" Melanie looked at Hank with some surprise. "Based on what I know about you, it's unlikely that a person like Mr. Hardy would be your friend, nor would he help you rescue someone," Hank replied steadily. "Do you know me that well?" Melanie was still a bit surprised. She had only met Hank three times... "Although we haven't known each other long, we've experienced near-deaths together several times, which is enough for me to see a person's true nature," Hank said with certainty. Melanie pursed her lips and said, "The friend I mentioned is indeed not the Mr. Hardy you just saw. The one here a few days ago was a fake Mr. Hardy, impersonated by my friend. He might have gotten into trouble during the gunfight. Can you..." "Help you find him?" Hank quickly followed up. "Yes." Melanie nodded heavily. "I already planned to." Hank sat down and calmly informed her, "On the way here, I heard that there was a fierce gunfight here last night with many casualti
Hank lifted his head and sniffed. "Are you hungry? I don’t smell it." Melanie pursed her lips. The scent she mentioned and what Hank understood were completely different. She shook her head, not wanting to explain. Her mind was not clear at the moment, so it was possible that what she had just smelled was a hallucination. She closed her eyes for a nap. Half an hour later, the car came to a halt. Melanie immediately opened her eyes, looking at the manor outside the car window. She heard Hank behind her say, "We're here." Someone outside opened the car door for Melanie and pushed her in a wheelchair into the manor. Another person in a wheelchair was Alex, who had been waiting for them at the door. "I'm so happy to see you back!" "Are you happy to see me or her?" Hank asked sharply. "Of course, I'm happy to see both of you!" Alex said as he moved his wheelchair behind Melanie, inspecting the bandage on her head. "Is this injury serious?" "Not as serious as your b
In the vast field, the night was pitch black. Dark clouds covered the moonlight, and the wind blew gently, causing the grass that was taller than a person to rustle. Melanie swiftly parked her car by the roadside and ran into the field with her medical kit on her back, paying no mind to the eerie surroundings. "Dr. Jones?" "Dr. Jones!" Two cars followed behind her, and Hank's bodyguards jumped out one after another. However, they could only see Melanie's car; her figure had already disappeared into the tall grass, leaving no trace. "Quickly report to the boss! Send more people for back up! We'll split into three groups to search for her! We must ensure Dr. Jones's safety!" the leading bodyguard decisively ordered. The group dispersed and charged into the grass, disappearing from sight in a flash. - Melanie ran in the direction where the perfume scent was coming from. The scent was faint, undetectable to others, but she could clearly distinguish it. "Jefford!" "J
"Strange. It's not cold at all tonight." Melanie curled her slender legs and snuggled into Jeffrey's embrace, letting him hug her completely as they shared a coat. "Heaven is being kind. They want us to lie here a little longer." Jeffrey gently brushed her nose, smiling indulgently. "How did you find me?" "Did you bring a bottle of perfume?" Melanie looked around him. "You mean this?" Jeffrey pulled out a bottle of perfume from behind him, exactly the one Melanie remembered. The bottle was tipped over and all the perfume spilled out, leaving it empty. "I followed the scent and guessed you might be around here," Melanie said. "So you came running dressed like this to find me?" He tugged the coat tighter around her, worried she might get cold. The tender moment they had just shared made Jeffrey realize a lot of things. He used to be torn about his dual identities, wanting her to love him, yet fearing she loved Jefford and not him. Yet she had said she didn't care
At that moment, the voice of a bodyguard suddenly came from a nearby bush. "Dr. Jones?" "Dr. Jones!" "Wait!" Melanie hurriedly pressed down on the man's hand. "They're looking for me..." Jeffrey smirked, easily breaking free from her small hand and kissed her to silence her. "I don't care!" "But... they're very close..." Melanie managed to say during a brief pause in his kisses. Jeffrey stopped for a moment and listened to the nearby voices. He said slightly smugly, "This place is like a maze. Even if they're close, it's enough time for us to finish our business..." "But, hmm!" Her words were once again swallowed by his deep kiss. Her hesitation was washed away by his passionate kiss, and she couldn't help but respond to him with equal passion. The bodyguards came closer. "Dr. Jones? Dr. Jones, where are you?" They called her name repeatedly. Melanie's heart skipped a beat. It felt as if the bodyguards would part the grass in front of them any second and find
"Dr. Jones, let's go!" Hank's bodyguards said. "Wait." Melanie looked at the grass, feeling empty inside as she watched Jefford walk away silently. For a moment, she was tempted to chase after him and explain, but... "Dr. Jones, what are you looking for here? Do you need our help?" The bodyguards were puzzled. "No... I'm fine." Melanie regained her composure. Since Jefford didn't want Hank to know he was here, she had to help him keep it a secret. "Let's go." Before turning away, she glanced back in the direction he had hid in. Those familiar eyes weren’t there anymore. - Melanie rode back to the mansion in the bodyguard's car. As soon as she entered, the guard at the door said to her, "Dr. Jones, the master has been waiting for you in the study." "Okay." Melanie first went to her room to freshen up, then hurried to the study to find Hank. "Why aren't you sleeping yet at this hour?" she asked. "Didn’t you just come back?" Hank put down his book and looked up
"Where are you now?" "Do you still use this number?" The next morning, Melanie couldn't wait to send a message to Jefford as soon as she woke up. After a while, she didn't receive a reply. It then occurred to her that their parting in the field was too hasty, and she had forgotten to ask him how to contact him. Moreover, Jefford had mentioned that Nathan was after him this time. It was also possible that Linda had bribed Nathan's subordinates who were assassins. Jefford might be concerned about secrecy and safety, so he wouldn't directly contact her on her usual number. Thinking of this, Melanie hesitated, then decided to retract the two messages. Now, she could only passively wait for him to contact her, which was an uncomfortable feeling, especially when she thought of the lonely look in his eyes as he walked away. - Last night, Melanie had called Professor Marshall to let him know she was safe. He had returned to work normally at the temporary hospital. She a