Chapter

65

Islipped into a little black dress and waited for Mr. Minogue at our meeting spot at 7:30 pm.

Before long, his car pulled up in front of me. As the window rolled down, Mr. Minogue's refined yet hypocritical face was revealed

"You're even more beautiful upclose," he said, his gaze filled with approval. He nodded and gestured for me to get in

At that moment, a wave of humiliation washed over me. I wanted nothing more than to turn around and walk away, but the thought of Jack's threat compelled me to open the car door and get in.

Once I was inside, I sat as far away from him as possible. There was easily enough room for a third person between us.

Mr. Minoguechuckled and tapped his knee. "Aren't you enjoying yourself?"

I turned to face him, my hands resting on my lap. "I don't understand what you mean," I replied.

"Didn't your father tell you?"

Men of his stature were used to being flattered and often carried an air of arrogance along with their authority.

I looked at him impassively, "From what I understand, you're quite a prominent figure in Napel. With a net worth of over a billion and a publicly traded company, your investments have clearly been very successful. "Glwen your investment acumen, do you really think the Wiley Corporation is worth investing in? Tasked.

Mr. Minogue was clearly surprised by my response. He paused for a moment, then retrieved a cigar from his suit jacket and held it between his fingers.

Napel was bustling and crowded that night. Feeling a bit claustrophobic, I pressed the button to lower the window, letting the cool night air flowin.

"You're more interesting than I thought, he remarked

I ignored his comment and let the cool breeze wash over my face. I wasn't wearing much, and after being exposed to the cold air for a while, my hands and feet went numb. But at that moment, I needed to keep a clear head Neither of us spoke for the rest of the journey Soon enough, we arrived at the hotel where the banquet was being held

We got out of the car, and Mr. Minogue extended his arm to me. After a quick glance, I slipped my hand into his..

Throughout the evening, I was merely an ornament. When people asked Mr. Minogue about my relationship to him, he would just smile and remain silent, causing their smiles to become quite suggestive,

I patiently endured it all as people stared at me and sarcastic comments tilled my ears.

*Young people nowadays don't seem interested in learning anything useful. All they want to do is latch onto rich guys,"

"Instead of putting in honest work, all they care about is getting easy money."

"They're basking in the spotlight now, but who knows where they end up later?"

Nevertheless, I was unaffected by the comments. I pulled out iny phone and texted jack.

Soon, Jack sent me a video of Grandma. In the video, she was in a different ward, and the new nurse appeared to be more professional.

I felt a bit more at ease. Turning my phone off, I faintly heard someone calling my name. Looking up, I saw Ethan walking toward me.

Efrowned without thinking, and it wasn't until he stood right in front of me that I realized he had actually called my name.

Ethan stood beside me and looked down at me slightly. He didn't say a word or make a single move, leaving me completely in the dark about his intentions.

We stood there, locked in a silent staring match for several minutes. My heels began to ache, so I decided to replace a place to sit and rest.

Just as I turned away, the lights in the hall went out. I heard screams all around me and stood frozen in place. My throat telt like it was filled with stones, making it impossible for

me to make a sound.

I was tended of the dark. When I was little, Grandma had to go to work and couldn't take me with her, so she w would leave ine at home alone.

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