Jennifer Jones
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Orgueil Banquet Hall, 17:00; Xi Chongkun might not have been an available parent, but he was undoubtedly a formidable businessman. Even without the position of Xi Corporations' CEO under his belt, he was an impressive negotiator and relied on his own capabilities to uplift the empire. Xi Yuan had always been a better leader than anyone in his family, for each one of his decisions since the beginning, had proved to be fruitful. Sprucely, the young man had distributed every sector of Xi family's business…
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Xi Yuan wasn't sure if what she'd just said was something she meant or if it was merely the alcohol talking. While her earnest, assuring gaze directed towards the former possibility, the fact that she was lying in his arms, in his clothes, kissing him after what he'd done, pushed him to believe the latter. Rong Xinghe had never been the kind of person to forgive so easily. The thought of letting people in again after allowing them to shatter her soul once scared her. She'd never been able to turn back…
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Elite Saphhire Penthouse, 03:15; Xi Yuan walked into his bedroom and put the girl to bed, carefully adjusting the pillow beneath her head. She looked like an angel. Carefree. Her nose and cheek red and cold from the alcohol. Mesmerizingly still. He could watch her all night. Literally all night. The man, after a minute, stood up and strode out of the room, summoning the butler into the living room. He asked the old man to prepare some hot soup along with a bowl of salad and a pancake for the girl, in…
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Blush Nightclub, 02:00; That night, the girl didn't return home to him, neither did she show up at her brothers'. She did what she always did in a situation like this. Went to a club to drown her sorrows in cocktails, alone. As she sat over at one of the stools by the counter, in a corner, she stared at the fourth glass of Whiskey in her hands. The staff recognized the girl very well. The club came under Zhi's' and Lu'S private ownership, after all. Their bosses' precious sister couldn't face any…
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Rong Xinghe brought the man to the same cafe she'd once asked him to come to when she was hiding from a terrorist once, much closer to the Xi Corporations' Headquarters. Throughout the entire ride, the girl didn't say a word to him, neither did he push her to speak. He was simply intending on accepting her reactions the way they'd come. Even though Diablos had been playing mind games for quite some time now, it was solely Xi Yuan's decision to keep the girl out of the loop. He was the one who had hurt…
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Military Chief Office, Conference Room, 12:00; Rong Xinghe had no idea as to what was happening in Xi Yuan's life. At this point, all she cared about was getting hold of that psychopath, Maksoor Khan. As far as Abraham Ali Fadhil was concerned, the Hybrids couldn't do much about it than to stay low for some time, until Aftaab Ali would fix a meeting for Abram Orlov with him in Afghanistan, that was. Sitting at the head of the conference table, the woman addressed the group of Special Forces commando…
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Next Moning, 9:00; As the cold private hospital ward drowned into Andrea's sorrows, Rong Xinghe just sat by her side silently. From the minute she'd walked in until the one when she'd told her about the abortion, everything was a blur for the girl. As if her mind had gone numb. Truth be told, she didn't want to be the bearer of such awful news in the first place. And yet, she was the only one from whom Andrea deserved to hear it. Rong Xinghe remembered how Little Alix's grave state had broken,…
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Calmly, Xi Yuan allowed the girl to melt into him, wrapping his arms around her protectively as if trying to shield her from something evil, something monstrous. Placing his chin over her head, closing his eyes, his shirt soaking in her tears, a wave of realization finally struck him. It was now that he'd realized that amid all his attempts of protecting her, he had forgotten just how important transparency was in this relationship. Even though he knew that Rong Xinghe was hurting, the fact that she'd…
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Elite Saphhie Penthouse, 23:00; Xi Yuan placed the car keys over the table next to his door, as he stepped into the house and took in a long breath. He hadn't heard from Rong Xinghe yet, but he'd presumed that she was still at work, provided she was preparing for a battle to come. The sound of soft sobs reaching him, from the hall, told him otherwise, though. "Xinghe?", the man walked into the dimly lit, eerily quiet room, worried, "What is it, Baby?", he questioned, striding towards her after he'd…
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Military Chief Office, 21:00; "So we have no idea how this supposed 'Maksoor Khan' looks like and apparently, he is not even Maksoor Khan. Fake identity; which means a formidable terrorist, for all we know.", the girl threw her hands up in the air defeatedly, scanning through the documents on her monitor screen, Elijah Williams standing opposite her. "Yep.", the man nodded, "And he has escaped the hospital, walking among thousands of millions of people in this country. We've kind of hit a dead end…
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