The next morning, Justin dropped his work when he heard about


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    Ryan’s car ident. Worried, he rushed to the hospital as fast as he


    could.


    Ryany t in bed in a VIP ward with a back and neck brace. He opened his mouth as his secretary


    fed him a sliced apple.


    He looked like a pampered child who could not do anything for himself, and his secretary was the maid


    bearing the brunt of his


    demands.


    Justin walked into the room and furrowed his brows at him. “Didn’t the Hoffman Group recently develop


    an oilfield? You’re acting like you’re dry even before you hit 30.”


    The secretary stepped aside and nodded at the man before giving Ryan and Justin space to talk.


    “Holy shit! Are you here to visit me or give me hell? How am I acting dry? I wouldn’t need help if I could


    feed myself.”


    Ryan broke out in a sweat and grimaced in pain the moment he


    leaned over.


    “Don’t move. Just stay there.”


    Justin took quick steps to the bed with a long face andid him back


    down.


    “Will you wheel me around if I be paralyzed, Justin?” Ryan


    scrunched his face and asked.


    “You have plenty of girlfriends to do that for you. You don’t need me.”


    Justin curled his lips indifferently. “Don’t worry. Even if the only body part you can move is your mouth,


    you’re the heir of the Hoffman Group. You’ll still have your fun with women throwing themselves at


    you.”


    “Tsk. You have a point. I have the charisma,” Ryan added.


    ‘Charisma? Ha, more like the charisma of money.’ Justin thought.


    “What did you get yourself into?” Justin asked with a frown.


    “You should ask Carrie.”


    Ryan huffed, picturing the tiny frame skittering away into the night. It’s her fault that I am in this


    situation. Carrie should be the one to


    wheel me around forever.”


    “Exin, Ryan. How is Carrie involved?” Justin scowled.


    “Carrie sneaked into the partyst night, but she was stopped from entering the hotel. If I hadn’t run


    into her, your ignorant security team


    would have kicked your sister out.”


    “Carrie camest night?” Justin was shocked.


    That must be the reason why Ryan called him out of the blue about getting his ducks in a row.


    “I was kind to dress her in-”


    “You dressed her?” Justin turned pale and raised his voice. He was


    ready to pull a punch.


    “Don’t get me wrong. My secretary dressed her. I didn’t touch her.”


    Ryan was quick to exin, not wanting his limbs to be broken. “I took her to see Ada Wang at the hall,


    but something got into her when she arrived. She ran out of there like she had lost her mind. I followed


    her because it’s dangerous for a girl to be roaming alone at night. She crossed the road without looking


    and was nearly run over by a truck. I saved her in the nick of time, but I bumped my back.”


    “What about Carrie? Was she hurt?” Justin asked worriedly.


    “I guess not. The pain crippled me from getting up, but she slipped away before I knew it. She could’ve


    at least helped me up. What would I do to her anyway?” Furious, Ryan nagged.


    “Ryan, I have told you before not to get any ideas about Carrie.”


    Justin grimaced. “What happened at my grandfather’s birthday party was an ident. Carrie doesn’t


    belong in your world. Keep your


    inappropriate thoughts to yourself.”


    “No, I got hurt shielding her from harm. Have a heart. You’re giving me an earful instead of thanking


    me.” Since Ryan could not move, he


    looked hrious sticking his neck out while arguing with Justin.


    “Why did you take her to the venue, dress her up, and expose her to


    the group of strangers?”


    “What do you mean?” Ryan looked confused.


    “Carrie has severe social anxiety and autism. She can’t deal with


    strangers and social events.” Justin got emotional, thinking about


    Carrie’s overly cautious and timid behavior.