He walked in and sat down, a fake smile plastered on his face. "President Gray, long time no see." The private room was dimly lit. Wayne lounged lazily in the shadows. No one could discern his expression or emotions. Wayne asked, "Did you need something from me?" "I heard that President Ortiz has a collaboration with Grand Prix Corporation. But then, I also heard that the CEO of Grand Prix Corporation has regrets?" Wayne's voice was neither too loud nor too soft. Yet it struck Jeff like a bolt from the blue! He knew it must be Wayne's doing. His heart bled, but he kept a calm facade. "It's just a collaboration. If it falls through, so be it." Wayne chuckled lightly. "President Ortiz is very magnanimous. But if the collaboration fails, I wonder how much President Ortiz will lose?" Jeff's face twitched slightly. Wasn't this just a deliberate jab at his sore spot? He knew Wayne was known for his ruthless tactics. He had come prepared, catching Jeff completely off gu
Chris rushed over to try and stop it, but it was already too late. Scarlett had fallen from the upstairs window. Wayne, with a cold demeanor, ordered, "Take her away." With that, he turned and walked out of the room. Henry glanced down from the window. Although it was only the second floor, it was still high enough to cause injury from such a fall. He felt a twinge of sympathy but didn't pity Scarlett. She was the one who had challenged Wayne first. Why did she have to run away secretly? They had spent months searching for her! Downstairs. Scarlett lay curled up on the ground, her whole body aching, but her legs hurt the most. She shakily reached to touch her leg bone, knowing that her leg was likely broken. Chris ordered his men to pick her up. There was no gentleness, just rough and simple actions! Scarlett was too weak to resist. She was like a boneless rag-doll, dragged along by them. Even though this was Jeff's territory, Wayne had come prepared with many men.
Belinda's face turned ashen with fear, stuttering, "Y-you, why are you here?" Wayne strode forward and kicked her aside, his eyes dark and menacing. "How dare you deceive me!" Belinda fell to the ground in a disheveled heap, scrambling to get up in panic. "I didn't deceive you..." Wayne had heard everything she said, and yet Belinda still tried to hide the truth! He had once held some sentiment for Belinda because of that night, but now... He just wanted this woman to disappear immediately! "Mrs. Robert, keep an eye on her!" Wayne called Chris, instructing him to come and deal with Belinda. After hanging up, he looked at Scarlett, who lay on the ground, her breaths faint and weak. Hesitating for a moment, he then quickly moved to her side, squatting down. His hand hovered uncertainly before finally daring to touch her cheek, his voice trembling as he softly called her name, "Scarlett." He never imagined that it had been Scarlett that night. His heart quivered with emoti
Scarlett Norman was in a hotel room close to the hospital where she worked after leaving the banquet venue. This night was supposed to be the first night of her marriage. Looking at her reflection in a mirror, she straightened her clothes and chuckled slightly, thinking about what had happened earlier; No one cared where she was anyway. Suddenly, the door was kicked violently from outside, sending it crashing against the wall; before Scarlett could make up what was happening, the whole room went pitch black. Scared out of her wits, she trembled, she could feel her standing. " who's there? .. is anyone... Before she could finish her sentence, she was slammed against the wall and then onto the table. The items clattered around the floor, and a gun to her head. A voice threatened "Don't speak! If I hear a word I shoot. In the dim light, she could only make out a man with a pair of fierce eyes. She perceived a strong smell of blood and she knew he must be injured. Perhap
Belinda obediently followed them to the hospital director's office. Wayne was slouched on the sofa, his tall frame perfectly straight and imposing. Only a careful observer would notice the faint paleness of his thin lips. The hospital's antiseptic smell masked the faint scent of blood on him Dressed in a pure black suit, his face exuded a sharp, commanding aura forged through countless storms. Just one look from him was enough to make anyone tremble with fear! His assistant circled behind Wayne, leaned down, and whispered, "All the surveillance footage from last night was deliberately destroyed. It must have been done by those who were after you, to avoid leaving any evidence. This is the doctor who was on duty last night, Belinda Carl and so she must be the one who booked the hotel close by. The director confirmed it, and I checked the duty roster myself. She was indeed on duty last night." Wayne looked up. Belinda gasped sharply. Wasn't this the CEO of Gray's cooperation
The call was from her colleague, Bryan willow. They had graduated from the same medical school, and had gone abroad for further studies. Now, he was quite renowned back home. Bryan had always looked out for her, so they were good friends. "What's up? Tell me," she responded promptly. "I have a patient, but I have an emergency and can't make it. Can you go for me?" Scarlett glanced at the time. She didn't have any clinic appointments today. She had time in the morning, so she agreed, "Sure." "The address is Madonna villa, Area A, Unit 306. Just tell the guard you're looking for Mr. Christopher, and they'll notify him." "Got it." "And Scarlett, don't mention this to anyone, and don't ask too many questions. Just focus on doing your job and leave quickly," Bryan instructed. "I understand." After hanging up, Scarlett got into her car and headed to the location. The place was a high-end residential area with top-notch security and privacy. At the gate, the guard sto
She lowered her eyes as she walked over to pack up the medical kit, not forgetting her duties as a doctor. "The wound shouldn't get wet for now. Disinfect it once a day, and try to wear loose clothing to avoid irritating the wound." She placed the medications down. "This one is for oral use, and this one is for external application." Wayne didn't turn around, merely responding with a faint "Hmm." Scarlett didn't say much more either.picked up her medical kit and walked out. She entered her car and drove back to the hospital, and it was almost eleven o'clock by the time she arrived. She grabbed a bite to eat at the hospital cafeteria. Just as she returned to her department, the director called her into his office. "I've decided to send Belinda Carl to the training at the Second District Hospital," the director said, his expression serious, as if he had something difficult to say. Scarlett was taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Wasn't I supposed to go?" "You know, all
Bryan came here looking for Scarlett , hitching a ride with wayne. When Belinda approached them, Bryan opened the car door and got out, saying, "I'm heading off." After he left, Belinda got into the car and sat across from Wayne, feeling a bit uneasy. She realized that wayne might have mistaken her for someone else. However, she also recognized the benefits of being close to him. The dean had always admired Scarlett, and suddenly, the opportunity to intern at the Second District Hospital was given to her, all because of wayne. Belinda decided to seize this man. Such a good thing, such an opportunity, was rare. She felt that fate was favoring her, and she had to grab it. "I won't lose this opportunity never," she said in her mind, lifting her gaze. Wayne seemed surprised that she had made a decision so quickly. He shifted slightly, appearing casual but actually curious about her answer. "I don't want anything." For him to promise marriage, there must have been a s
Belinda's face turned ashen with fear, stuttering, "Y-you, why are you here?" Wayne strode forward and kicked her aside, his eyes dark and menacing. "How dare you deceive me!" Belinda fell to the ground in a disheveled heap, scrambling to get up in panic. "I didn't deceive you..." Wayne had heard everything she said, and yet Belinda still tried to hide the truth! He had once held some sentiment for Belinda because of that night, but now... He just wanted this woman to disappear immediately! "Mrs. Robert, keep an eye on her!" Wayne called Chris, instructing him to come and deal with Belinda. After hanging up, he looked at Scarlett, who lay on the ground, her breaths faint and weak. Hesitating for a moment, he then quickly moved to her side, squatting down. His hand hovered uncertainly before finally daring to touch her cheek, his voice trembling as he softly called her name, "Scarlett." He never imagined that it had been Scarlett that night. His heart quivered with emoti
Chris rushed over to try and stop it, but it was already too late. Scarlett had fallen from the upstairs window. Wayne, with a cold demeanor, ordered, "Take her away." With that, he turned and walked out of the room. Henry glanced down from the window. Although it was only the second floor, it was still high enough to cause injury from such a fall. He felt a twinge of sympathy but didn't pity Scarlett. She was the one who had challenged Wayne first. Why did she have to run away secretly? They had spent months searching for her! Downstairs. Scarlett lay curled up on the ground, her whole body aching, but her legs hurt the most. She shakily reached to touch her leg bone, knowing that her leg was likely broken. Chris ordered his men to pick her up. There was no gentleness, just rough and simple actions! Scarlett was too weak to resist. She was like a boneless rag-doll, dragged along by them. Even though this was Jeff's territory, Wayne had come prepared with many men.
He walked in and sat down, a fake smile plastered on his face. "President Gray, long time no see." The private room was dimly lit. Wayne lounged lazily in the shadows. No one could discern his expression or emotions. Wayne asked, "Did you need something from me?" "I heard that President Ortiz has a collaboration with Grand Prix Corporation. But then, I also heard that the CEO of Grand Prix Corporation has regrets?" Wayne's voice was neither too loud nor too soft. Yet it struck Jeff like a bolt from the blue! He knew it must be Wayne's doing. His heart bled, but he kept a calm facade. "It's just a collaboration. If it falls through, so be it." Wayne chuckled lightly. "President Ortiz is very magnanimous. But if the collaboration fails, I wonder how much President Ortiz will lose?" Jeff's face twitched slightly. Wasn't this just a deliberate jab at his sore spot? He knew Wayne was known for his ruthless tactics. He had come prepared, catching Jeff completely off gu
Before Scarlett could respond, he spoke first, "If you don't want anything to do with Wayne, and you've already broken up with your boyfriend, why not be with me?" Jeff had asked Scarlett whose child it was. Scarlett said it was her boyfriend's, but they had broken up. So now, the child had no father. "No..." "Don't be so quick to refuse," Jeff interrupted her. "We've known each other for a few months now, right? I've treated you well, haven't I? We could be considered friends, right? You can't stay here forever. If you don't want Wayne bothering you, you need an identity..." Scarlett looked at him, lost in thought. She really couldn't stay here forever. Once she left, Wayne would eventually find her. "I can be your shield. You can tell Shane that your child is mine," Jeff said mischievously. His mischief was directed at Wayne. Even though the child wasn't his. But making Wayne think it was. Is Wayne going to be furious? "No way," Scarlett refused. She didn't want Wa
Upon seeing Beatrice, Scarlett quickly shifted her gaze to Jeff. What does he mean by this? Why did he bring her mother here too? Her expression darkened. "Scarlett, this gentleman said he's your friend and brought me to see you. And here you are," Beatrice said as she walked briskly over. Scarlett smiled at her mother, "Mom, please go inside first." Though puzzled, Beatrice nodded and went inside. Once Beatrice was inside, Scarlett's smile vanished. She glared at Jeff. "What do you mean by this? Isn't it enough to capture me? You had to bring my mom too?" Jeff glanced at her. "Weren't you clever when you were dealing with me? How come you're so confused now?" Scarlett still didn't understand. "Who knows what kind of evil plan you have?" She eyed Jeff warily. This man had tried to take advantage of her multiple times. Could he possibly be a good person? Jeff's previously smiling face slowly turned cold. "I see you don't recognize a good deed when you see one!"Scarlett s
Scarlett never expected Wayne to go to such "crazy" lengths.Spending so much just to find her!She had thought of ways to cover her tracks so Wayne couldn't find her.But she hadn't anticipated Wayne would exploit human greed!After all, with the internet being so advanced, if you're willing to spend money on publicity, finding someone isn't hard!"Scarlett, what should we do? Should we leave now?" Beatrice asked anxiously.Scarlett looked up at her mother. "Mom, don't panic."She was also trying to stay calm."Why is he looking for you? Didn't you both have an amicable divorce?" Beatrice asked, puzzled.Scarlett rubbed her face. "I ran away."Beatrice was speechless.But she quickly understood that her daughter wanted to escape a marriage that wasn't meant for her.She understood her daughter.After calming down, Beatrice said, "The world is big. We'll find a place to settle down."Scarlett wasn't so optimistic.From the current situation, it was clear she had angered Wayne.Otherwi
She had been worried that Beatrice, knowing she was divorced, would insist on an abortion. "The baby is yours." Beatrice understood that, ideally, a divorce should mean no further entanglements. An abortion would be the cleanest break. But as a mother, she knew how important a child could be to another mother. "I found a job as a stock clerk at a grocery store. The pay is $600 a month. It's not much, but it's enough for us to live on. You know I haven't worked since I married your dad. Now that I'm older and have no work experience, this is the best I could find. But don't worry, I'll take good care of you. You just rest at home, and when the baby is born, it won't have anything to do with the Gray family." Beatrice assumed that Scarlett's divorce meant she had no feelings left for Wayne. She only decided to keep the baby because she couldn't bear to let it go. Since that was the case, she would raise it. One child—she and Scarlett could manage that. She had been confused for to
Wayne's interest was piqued. "What surprise?"Scarlett teased him with a playful smile. "I can't tell you right now."Wayne chuckled. "Playing tricks on me now, are you?""Where have you been?" Scarlett suddenly changed the topic.For a brief moment, Wayne's expression turned slightly unnatural. "Work stuff," he replied."Oh~" Scarlett had clearly seen Belinda get into his car.He was in the car too. And now he was lying about work?Were they discussing work in bed? Maybe her thoughts were dirty, but Wayne's actions were even more disgusting.Flirting with her on one hand. And tearing it up with Belinda on the other.The funniest part was that she had actually taken Wayne's antics as something genuine!"It's late. Let's go to bed," Scarlett said, standing up.They headed back inside together.As they went up the stairs, Wayne leaned close to her ear and whispered, " can we share your bed tonight?"If it were the old Scarlett, she might have found some amusement in his words.But now,
Perhaps, it was the darkness in people's hearts.She composed herself and walked into the dance studio.After class, she went to find Principal Blackwood."I want to resign," she said.Principal blackwood had known she would leave eventually.She nodded, "Alright, I'll settle your pay.""Thank you," Scarlett expressed her gratitude for all the support Principal Blackwood had given her."No need to thank me," Principal Blackwood replied with a smile.Even though she had resigned, Scarlett finished teaching her class for the day.Principal Blackwood invited her to dinner, and she accepted.The restaurant was chosen by Principal Blackwood, and the food there was quite good.Through the glass window, she gazed absentmindedly at the bustling streets outside."You can't drink, so how about a toast with juice? Who knows when we'll meet again after you leave," Principal Blackwood suggested.Scarlett raised her glass of juice and clinked it with his.She took a couple of sips and set the glass