"Mr. Rodriguez, Miss Taylor is talking to someone.""With whom?" Colin's thoughts turned, guessing it might be Jayden. But anyone from the surveillance team wouldn't describe it this way if it was a woman."Um, it's a man.""Is he wearing a black hoodie and somewhat good-looking?" Colin asked.What kind of description is that?The bodyguard answered, "Yes.""Where is she?""...," the bodyguard was shocked."I'm asking you, where is she?" Colin's voice raised.In the blink of an eye, the bodyguard couldn't find Eranthe's figure!"Mr. Rodriguez, Miss. Taylor is missing!""!!"Colin reached out and activated the scene in front of him in mid-air, sat up, threw the phone out, lifted the blanket, scanned the clothes, flashed away, and disappeared in the cabin.Initially, he was still sulking, thinking that Eranthe, this woman, had gained confidence and dared to let him wait here to be graced by her, while she was having a heated affair with another man.But the bodyguard's words forced him
"The two of you, go check the campsite's surveillance and see what she did and what she drank." Morris ordered them."Yes, Mr. Hall."Jayden remained silent as Morris turned his gaze to his face, pointing a finger at him. "You, explain what you and Miss. Taylor were doing just now."Jayden was bewildered. "I didn't do anything. I just happened to go find her. She gave me a hangover cure, and then I went to the bar to get two glasses of water. We were planning to chat by the creek, but when I turned around, she was gone."He suddenly realized, "Those were really just two glasses of water, and I drank them too. No problem.""Did you drink from her glass?"Jayden shook his head. "No, I had my own."Morris picked up his phone. "Bring the bartender from the bar today to me."After the call, Morris turned to Jayden and ordered, "If you really want to do something for Miss. Taylor, go to the tent and pack up her belongings. We'll use the car to take Miss. Taylor's two friends to the airstrip
"And after checking the surveillance, it is indeed him. This person has a criminal record, specializing in these kinds of shady activities. There are also many covert photos of women on his phone."Colin's voice turned cold, "What else?"He held his hand up to his eyes. During the car's fall off the cliff, the shattered glass and metal shards had pierced his palm, and blood had already coagulated.Werewolves had enhanced healing abilities, much faster and more potent than humans, but even now, there were still traces of the injury. He hoped his hand would be fully restored by the time Eranthe woke up.The voice on the other end hesitated, "He's a werewolf."Damn it, a renegade in his own community! Unacceptable!His brows furrowed, "Has anyone reported it to the police?""Yes, he has a criminal record, and we've handed him over to the police.""Find out who instructed him.""Yes.""Is there a police officer there?""Yes.""Let him take the call."Colin waited for the police officer on
Frank was holding that broken bottle, and he viciously kicked the bartender in the stomach."Spiked the drink, huh?" Another kick from Frank. "I can't stand scum like you.""Mr. Wilson."Frank's presence was the best kind of authorization; no one tried to stop him."Don't want to go to the police station, huh? Take him away with me."Frank lit a cigarette, and the man struggled, only to be pressed back down."Who the hell do you think you are? Do you know who my brother is?"Frank stepped on the bartender's head with his shoe, grinding it down. "I don't give a damn who your brother is. Blame your own bad luck. Heaven has a road, but you refused to take it. Hell has no door, but you insisted on barging in."According to Colin's wishes, they could have taken him to the police station and used human society's methods to ensure that someone with a criminal record like him would never get out.But if he insisted on causing trouble, they wouldn't hesitate to play rough.A werewolf scum dare
Eranthe smiled, "If I hadn't been concerned about you calling me over, I wouldn't have left the tent."Colin's mind flickered, "Wasn't it to see that kid outside?"Eranthe shook her head, "Of course not."The tension that had eased a bit within Colin suddenly flared up again with her next words."I can see him whenever I want."Colin, who was about to extend his hand, retracted it, and his tone turned cold, "So when I come, your first concern is him? I shouldn't have disturbed your good time with him last night?"Eranthe was stunned; she didn't expect Colin's thoughts to deviate to this extent.In the next moment, he continued, his mouth not stopping, "It's because you're so brainless. You eat and drink whatever people offer, and you go out whenever someone calls you."Eranthe flared up, "Can you be careful every time you go out?"Colin stared at her, sneering, "I have a brain. I don't just drink whatever someone offers me. I drank to give him face, and no one dares to play tricks on
Eranthe felt a bit embarrassed. Colin had just left, and now they arrived. She wondered if they overheard their conversation."Is your health improving?" Frank asked.Eranthe nodded, "Much better.""We took care of that person from last night. Your friend at the company should have arranged for you to take some time off. Get well soon."They originally planned to stay and witness Colin flirting with Eranthe, considering the rarity of a woman appearing by his side. However, after witnessing the spectacle just now, they felt it was better to leave before Colin gave them a disapproving look."Thanks for coming to see me," Eranthe said, though she knew the real motive might not be just about visiting."No problem. We'll take off then," Harold greeted and left with a few others.Frank stayed behind, sitting on the couch. "You shouldn't have talked to him like that."Eranthe remained silent."After you had the accident, he immediately called for a doctor, arranged for the director, and even
Colin took a deep breath."Understood. Mr. Wilson has already given him a lesson. He still refuses to confess the mastermind behind it. He has a cut on his head, bleeding, but we don't deal with it."Colin couldn't be bothered with the fate of that person.This matter wasn't that simple; most likely, someone behind the scenes orchestrated it to challenge him by putting Eranthe's safety at risk.He suddenly opened the car door, got out, and pushed Frank aside, heading upstairs.Frank found it amusing. Didn't he admit his own defeat?!…On Eranthe's side, she lifted the blanket, intending to carry the IV drip to the restroom herself and inquire about when she could be discharged.As she opened the door, she overheard two nurses chatting."Have you seen the patient in room 810? Her boyfriend is Colin.""Of course, I saw her. I took a few more glances during morning rounds. She's really beautiful. No wonder she could get Colin as her boyfriend.""You came in the morning, so you didn't see
She wondered if something serious had happened, perhaps even a casualty.Unable to wait for the elevator, he bypassed it and took the stairs to the VIP ward.The hospital was bustling with people, and Scarlett, keeping pace, overheard him saying he was looking for Eranthe. At this, her expression turned stern.Sure enough, he had come to find that vixen. Could it be that the two of them had caused a disaster, maybe even had a baby?The nurse looked at Jayden, "I'm sorry, sir. We need to inform the patient first before allowing any visits."Jayden nodded, "Okay, please try to contact her."Eranthe's phone was left on the bed, and she was in the bathroom with no one answering.Jayden became a bit anxious, "What's going on? Is nobody answering?"The nurse apologized, "The patient is probably not available right now."Considering that Colin had been inside just now, and the two seemed to be in an odd state—whether it w