A Night's Mistake: The Besotted CEO's Obsession
Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Vincent stared at Mila, whom he had once loved deeply but who had betrayed him. His expression showed a mix of emotions as he tightened and Then loosened his hands by his sides. Everyone in the room knew their history and exchanged silent looks without saying a word. Mila's back wound kept bleeding, and her face grew even paler. "She won't hold on much longer. We need to get her to the hospital right away, Cynthia urged, worried that Mila might go into shock from losing too much blood if they waited any longer.

Vincent's eyes flickered with emotions that were hard to read. He wanted to go forward several times, but the hurt from being betrayed held him back. Eventually, he made the tough decision not to approach her and instead dialed emergency services on his phone, Mila kept her head down Throughout the ordeal, never lifting it. When she heard Vincent decide to call for help rather than take her to the hospital himself, her heart clenched in pain. She lowered her head, a bitter smile playing on her lips behind her hair. She thought to herself. It makes sense. No one would show mercy to someone who once betrayed them: After making the call, Vincent told the others. "I'll leave her to you. Queena is waiting for me." With that, he turned and left quickly.

Cameron, concerned about Queena, followed him. Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind them, followed by Cynthia's cry. "She's collapsed!" Before Cameron could react, he saw a figure hurry past. When he turned around, Vincent had already picked up Mila and instructed Jonathan to get the car. Cameron was taken aback by how quickly Vincent had changed his attitude. In disbelief, he said, "You're willing to help this woman who betrayed you, but not your own sister?"

Vincent stopped in his tracks, looking earnestly at Cameron. "Queena's injuries are minor. I'm entrusting her to you

"Do you even care about your sister? I might just run off with her, Cameron said, but Vincent walked away without saying another word.

As Jonathan passed by Cameron, he patted him reassuringly on the shoulder. "Queena practically grew up with you. You're like a brother to her, What's wrong with looking out for her? With that. Jonathan followed Vincent out,

"I'm just sticking up for Queena," Cameron muttered to himself, then wasting no time in replaceing her,

Queena's head wound had stopped bleeding, and she was starting to feel less dizzy. She sat in the manager's office, wrapped in a thin blanket, still trembling slightly. When Cameron showed up, she asked, "How's Cynthia?"

"She's okay. How are you feeling? Let me take you to the hospital, Cameron said gently, looking at the pitiful Queena with lift her up but ended up settling for lightly supporting her arm instead. Queena tried to stand but quickly sat back down. "I feel weak," she uttered in

concern. He wanted to embarrassment Reflecting on the recent events, she still felt uneasy. If Cynthia had arrived any later or wasn't as skilled as she was, the outcome could have been disastrous. Then I'll carry you: Cameron offered.

"Okay" Queena reached out her hand, causing the thin blanket to slip off and reveal her tom clothes. Cameron's expression darkened briefly as anger welled up inside him. Realizing he had been too gentle earlier, he quickly took off his jacket and draped it over Queena, then carefully lifted her into his arms.

They arrived at Peace Hospital shortly after. Mila was rushed into the emergency room as soon as she arrived, where doctors worked urgently to stop the bleeding and stitch her wounds. Vincent sat in a chair outside the emergency room, with his clothes stained with blood. However, he paid no attention, all his attention was on the doors of the emergency room. He only relaxed when the doctor came out to say Mila was stable. Despite making up his mind to cut ties with her, his instinct to protect her remained strong when he discovered the was in danger. Vincent felt a twinge of self-disgust for this conflict within him. He knew Mila felt no feelings for him, yet he couldn't help but feel the need to care for her. Mila remained unconscious, and Vincent completed her hospital admission and arranged for a nurse. After one last deep look at her, he silently turned and left. Meanwhile, Queena also made it to the emergency room. Doctors took care of her head wound and did a CT scan that showed a slight concussion Cameron got serious as soon as he heard "concussion."

"Doctor,

her concussion serious? Does she need surgery? Will it mess up her life? Cameron asked. Despite being a university professor, he was completely unfamiliar with medical matters, and now his worry about Queens had clouded his basic judgment. The doctor rolled his eyes at all the questions. "It's just a minor one, Just make sure she rests for a week."

"I think she should stay in the hospital. I'll be safer in case something happens Cameron insisted.

"There's really no need for that, the doctor replied.

"I think it's necessary, Cameron kept on.

In the end, under Cameron's strong insistence, Queena was admitted. Vincent got a call thinking Queena was seriously injured and rushed over all scared. Cameron was just finishing up Queena's admission procedures. Vincent checked on Queena, and she seemed physically fine except for being pretty shaken up. Only then did he relax. "I'll stay here tonight. You can go home," Vincent told Cameron.

Cameron was pouring water into a basin to wash his face. Upon hearing Vincent's words, he didn't like the lea. "What? Are you kicking me out

now!"

Vincent frowned slightly. "It's better for me to personally take care of my sister. It's not convenient for you, being a man."

Cameron said coldly, "You weren't so worried about Queena just now. However, he knew it wasn't right for him to stick around. After a few more

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minutes, he left the hospital room.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the club in a locked room, several men were tied up, struggling against their bindings. Cynthia and Liam stood. nearby, watching them coldly. The manager behind them was sweating profusely. He never expected these two groups to end up fighting. One group was the Sullivan Group, a leading company in Clusia, with high status and influence that could not be offended. The other group consisted of local gangsters known for their brutality and ruthlessness, also not to be trifled with. These gangsters were originally barred from entering the club, but due to their disruptive behavior, he had no choice but to allocate separate rooms for them each time. One of the men on the floor attempted to sit up. "Listen, you'd better let us go. We can still keep things peaceful."