<b>Chapter 348</b>
He <b>extended </b>the <b>box </b><b>towards </b><b>me</b><b>, </b><b>speaking </b><b>softly</b>, “<b>Take </b><b>a </b><b>look</b><b>.</b><b>”</b>
<b>-Arnica </b><b>Cream</b>
When I <b>finally </b><b>made </b>out the bold letters on the box, I wished the ground would swallow <b>me </b>whole. Hastily getting up, I said, <b>“</b><b>Just </b><b>leave </b>the medication with me. I’ll take <b>a </b>shower and apply it myself.<b>”</b>
<b>If </b><b>it </b><b>hadn’t </b>been for him, <b>I </b>would have forgotten about my fall.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.
<b>“</b>Sure.”
<b>A </b>yful smile touched his lips, his tone teasing, “I’ve already asked the concierge <b>to </b><b>send </b>up Christine<b>, </b><b>in case </b><b>you </b><b>need </b>help reaching those tricky spots.”
From the get–go, he had considered the <b>privacy </b>of my injury.
It was just my imagination.
The longer I thought about it, the more embarrassed I felt, until I just got mad. I pushed him out of the room and tried <b>to </b>m the <b>door </b>shut.
But he stopped the door with one hand and, much like the night before, suddenly pinched my face, his voice seductive, “Jane<b>, </b>Merry Christmas.”
As he spoke<b>, </b>the sound of fireworks burst outside.
The <b>brilliant </b>fireworks <b>lit </b>up the entire room through the floor–to–ceiling windows, making him seem all the more unrestrained.
“Don’t run away this time,” he added.
901
Bryant often <b>made </b>empty promises<b>, </b>but he followed through quickly when it came to his stern warning for Gregory.
Before the year was out, the Ferguson Group boldly snatched several projects from the Ford family.
Not to be outdone, the Ford familyunched an electronic device featuring technology that the Ferguson Group was nning to unveil in the first quarter.
After a lot <b>of </b>promotion<b>, </b>they ended up making a wedding dress for someone else<b>, </b>suffering a significant loss.
Christine happened <b>to </b>schedule a meeting with some clients from Vista Town after the New Year to discuss <b>partnerships</b>.
So, we decided to extend our stay and treat it like a vacation.
<b>One </b>day, Christine was browsing the news online, puzzled, “Do you <b>think </b>Gregory would really keep up this rivalry with Bryant over <b>you</b>?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged.
Since that night, I’ve had very <b>little </b>contact with Gregory. <b>We </b><b>hadn’t </b>even <b>called </b>each other; at most, he would asionally send <b>a </b>text, asking what I was up to.
I couldn’t be sure if he was doing all this for me.
My past experiences had left me <b>with no </b>confidence in matters of the heart.
<b>I </b>no longer believed that a man would go to such lengths for me.
<b>It </b>was just the usual business rivalry.
As Christine scrolled through her phone, she suddenly sat up straight, “Did you hear about it?<b>”</b>
“About what?<b>” </b><b>I </b>asked<b>, </b>puzzled.
“The DNA results for the Myers family came out.”
She handed me her phone, a bit concerned for me<b>. </b>“It’s confirmed. She’s the Myers family’s long–lost daughter.”
“That’s good.”
At <b>least</b><b>, </b>Ramona <b>could </b><b>finally </b>find some peace. Her longing to find Lilliana was palpable, even to an outsider like
“What about you and Gregory? Do you <b>really </b>believe he’ll call off his engagement<b>?</b><b>”</b>
<b>“</b>Whether I believe <b>it </b>or not doesn’t matter.”
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I let <b>out </b>a light chuckle, stood up <b>to </b>stretch by the <b>window</b>, and <b>continued</b>, “<b>What </b>he <b>does </b>is what <b>matters</b>. I’m not <b>some </b>love–<b>struck </b><b>girl</b>. he <b>can </b>keep on <b>a </b>string.”
Christine persisted, “<b>Don’t </b>you like him<b>, </b>even a <b>little</b><b>?</b><b>”</b>
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conected her, <b>Lets </b>just call it a fondness.
<b>Later </b>that <b>day</b><b>, </b>I <b>suddenly </b>received <b>a </b>call from Ramona,
Even over the <b>phone</b>, <b>I </b><b>could </b>feel Ramona’s <b>joy</b>. “Jane, you’re a blessing to the Myers family! We’ve been searching for so many years <b>without </b>any luck, <b>and </b>then you show up, and we find her.<b>”</b>
I <b>smiled</b><b>, </b><b>saying</b><b>, </b>“I haven’t <b>had </b>the chance to congratte you yet. You finally found Lilliana.<b>”</b>
<b>“</b><b>Oh</b><b>, </b><b>dear, all </b>thanks to you!<b>”</b>
Ramona rambled <b>on</b>, <b>“</b><b>It’s </b>just that the poor girl seems to have gone through so much outside, always so timid. I… I want to show her <b>cáre </b>without frightening her.”