Worship The Ground You Walk On
Chapter 67 Who Tells You This

In the Crawford group, Ben was having a meet and sitting in his leather chair comfortably. He was holding a cup of coffee, with steam coming out from it. Suddenly, he felt an acute heartache and his right eyelid twitched a few times.

He had a bad feeling about this sign. Though he was a materialist and didn't believe in myths, he couldn't replace any reasonable explanation for this omen.

Then, he glanced at Hanna who was sitting opposite him. To help her pay off the loan from the bank, he assigned the advertising task of the CCM Project to her and made her a partner. That was why they were in the same meeting.

Hanna was safe and sound, so the omen wasn't for her, which meant...

Carelessly, he released a cup at hand.

And then the cup fell down on the ground and broke into pieces.

Everyone in the room turned to look at him.

Ben was annoyed by all of these bad omens. Suddenly, Claudia's name came into his mind and disappeared in a moment.

When he was about to adjust his mind and focus on the business, he was rudely disturbed by the phone ringing.

He took a look at the phone and frowned. Hesitating for a minute, he requested the vice president to pause the meeting and answered the phone outside.

Once he picked up the call, he could hear a woman speaking worriedly, "Claudia is missing! She hasn't been home by now! Something bad must have happened to her! You need to replace her now!" Kim was speaking so loud that he had to move his phone away from his ear.

A few moments later, he could no longer hear her voice from the phone, and then he put the phone back to his ear and said coldly, "How did she disappear?"

"Claudia hasn't responded to my message for a long time! She never lost contact with me for no reason. There must be something wrong! Go replace her!" Kim kept urging him on the phone.

Ben frowned. Why did Claudia have so many weird friends? And what was wrong with Kim...

Meanwhile, in Seasons Hotel, Claudia took a big bite on Mr. Hunt's arm when he was off guard.

He loosened his grip due to the pain. Claudia took the chance and got off the sofa, trying to reach the door of the room. But soon the man caught her, grabbed her collar, and lifted her up like lifting a chick. "You bastard! I'm trying not to hurt you, and this is how you pay back to me? For the sake of my love to you, just be submissive!"

Mr. Hunt was irritated and threw Claudia on the ground heavily.

Her frail body stroke on solid ground and caused intense pain, which made her have a suffering look.

He crouched down again and looked at her, but she flinched and moved backward.

"Do you feel pain?" Mr. Hunt followed her slowly.

He was walking forward while Claudia was crawling backward. The room was huge, but she was still cornered by him.

She glimpsed the door of the room with the corner of her eyes. The door was unlocked and only at a short distance from her. If she could make her way there, she could leave the room immediately. "To be honest with you, I wouldn't give a damn about you if you weren't similar to my wife."

He didn't want her to be laid reluctantly. That was quite boring to him.

So he was trying to lie to her like he did all of these for a good reason.

Mr. Hunt squatted down in front of her and pinched her jaw, looking at her face carefully, "You really share a lot in common with my wife. She was quiet and virtuous, too. What a good lady. She loved playing the piano as well, and the music she played was so wonderful..."

He closed his eyes and drowned in the good old memory with his wife, who had been dead for a long time. The pain of losing his lover was now growing in his mind again.

He was most fragile at this moment.

And the sexual desire that wasn't created by sensuality could be easily dissolved. If Claudia had been able to talk, she could have calmed him down in a few words.

But unfortunately, she couldn't talk.

When someone was kidnapped or in a robbery, he could always try to talk with the criminal to distract him, so that he could have a bigger chance to run away or buy more time for the rescue. In some situations, words could be your weapon.

Claudia really hated herself at this moment. If she had cured her throat and retrieved her ability to speak... It was too late to regret now!

Now, the priority was how to escape!

"I really love my wife, but sadly, she is dead, from terminal brain tumors. She had been suffering in the hospital for two years before she died. Eventually, she couldn't stand the pain anymore and begged for euthanasia..."

It was true that he was absorbed in his memory, and you could see all the loves and pains in his eyes filled with tears. "Don't worry, Claudia. If you promise that you can stay with me, I can accept all of your requests! Really!" Mr. Hunt said. Claudia looked at him and frowned, shaking her head quickly.

Though she understood his feeling and the pain of losing her wife a little, she still felt his proposal was ridiculous. Seeing Claudia rejected, he went mad immediately. He gripped her neck and tried to strangle her as soon as possible.

"Why do you reject me! You are a dumb girl that is about to be abandoned by Ben! You can have a better life with me!"

Claudia was struggling dreadfully, but soon her arms were grasped by Mr. Hunt. He overpowered her completely and said, "Ben doesn't want you anymore! Why are you still keeping loyalty for him!" Then, with a huge sound, the door was kicked open.

"Who the hell is..."

Mr. Hunt was annoyed and turned to scold the man, but soon he was stunned before he could finish his words.

He saw the man at the door had a handsome but cold and stern face, wearing a murderous look while glancing at him.

That was Ben Crawford, the devil incarnate.

Both Claudia and Mr. Hunt were shocked. How could he know they were here?

Mr. Hunt was still in a puzzle, but Ben was staring at him and stepping forward.

His leather shoes didn't make any noise when he was stepping on the floor, but that still made Mr. Hunt scared.

He took a look at Claudia and saw the bruise on her wrists. Then he turned to glare at Mr. Hunt with a fierce look.

He looked down on Mr. Hunt and said, "Who tells you I am about to abandon her?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐