Angelina cracked her knuckles in anger. She snapped, "Mr. Landon is Mr. Beckett''s best friend, and Mr.
Beckett is Ms. Alyssa''s... Anyway, do you think it''s right to steal Mr. Landon''s girlfriend? Aren''t you
scared of putting Mr. Beckett in a tough spot and upsetting Ms. Alyssa?"
"When did I say that I would steal his girlfriend? You and Mr. Landon have been paranoid all along."
Cyrus lowered his eyes, casting a gentle nce at Lauren''s lovely face. "If you keep thinking that way,
you might actually make me consider giving it a shot to make up for your paranoia.
"I remember something Winston once said—does one not shoot one''s shot just because there''s a
goalkeeper?"
"Mr. Cyrus, please remember that you''re a police chief!" Angelina shot up furiously, momentarily
forgetting that she was in the car. Her head promptly hit the ceiling, causing her to frown in pain. She
pressed against her head and returned to her seat.
"Ms. Brands, you shouldn''t guilt-trip me with my profession." He shed a chilling smile. "By the way,
what I hate the most is being threatened."
Angelina''s chest tightened. The more she was in contact with Cyrus, the more panicked she became.
Her sixth sense informed her that Cyrus would be a formidable and enigmatic love rival to Landon if he
fell for Lauren one day.
While Lauren was sent to the treatment room, Landon rushed to the hospital with his subordinates
following behind. The sudden influx of people crowded the wide corridor.
Landon''s arrival appeared more like showing up to a gangster fight than visiting his wife. One might
think that he''d continue Cornelius'' gangster legacy.
He had been wearing an icy and hostile expression ever since he arrived at the hospital. Earlier, he had
boarded a private jet with Cornelius, heading to the neighboring city for a business meeting.
On the way, he saw the incident at Sna City Arts Academy on the news. Feeling oddly disturbed,
perhaps because of some telepathic connection, he called Angelina, but she didn''t pick up.
In the end, he ignored Cornelius'' protests and ordered the jet to head back to Sna City, even when
he wasn''t sure if Lauren was in danger. He could even skip Harmony Nations meetings for her.
Because of that, Cornelius had an outburst and had to put on an oxygen mask to avoid fainting in the
air.
"Mr. L-Landon," Angelina greeted Landon with trepidation as he marched up to her.
He hissed through gritted teeth, "Why didn''t you tell me?"
"It was an emergency. I worried that you."
"Why didn''t you tell me?" This time, his furious snarl echoed in the corridor. Even his subordinates
cowered in silence.
Biting her pale lips, she hung her head lower as guilt crushed her.
"Angie, you''re fired." Landon shot a cold nce at him, feeling both angered and pained. The
disappointment was evident in his voice. "From now on, you can head home to reflect on your actions. I
will increase the security around Lauren. I don''t need you anymore."
Upon hearing thest sentence, a drop of sweat rolled off Angelina''s forehead, mixing into her tears.
She was heartbroken to learn about her impending separation from Lauren. However, she could not
deny that she was at fault. She had been careless and neglected her duties.
"That wasn''t Ms. Angelina''s fault. She was advised by the police''s advice not to contact you," exined
Cyrus, who emerged from a turning of the staircase.
Looking calm, he spoke up for Angelina, "It was an urgent situation. The criminal was holding Lauren
hostage. Any changes might provoke the criminal and put her in greater danger.
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"Ms. Brands wanted to contact you right away, but the police did not wish toplicate the situation.
We were the professionals in that situation. So, Mr. Landon, please do not me her."
"Was that the police''s advice or your personal opinion?" Landon cracked his knuckles. His tone carried
a hint of intimidation.