I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 63

Jasper stopped in his tracks, his expression instantly sharpening into alertness.

"Why is Mr. York so concerned with my relationship with Ms. Hayes?"

Hearing the formal title 'Ms. Hayes', Parrish's pupils contracted sharply.

In Harlow City's high society, addressing someone as 'Ms.' with their surname wasn't done casually. It carried a specific sense of breeding, class distinction, and respect.

The man before him carried an imposing presence and was impeccably dressed—he was clearly part of their elite circle.

More importantly, the man had instantly recognized him as the heir to the York family.

Parrish's expression grew even colder, a flash of offended anger in his eyes. "I asked you a question!"

Jasper offered a polite smile, his demeanor perfectly poised. "I'm afraid that's none of your business."

Without giving Parrish another glance, he pulled a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to the officer.

"Hello, I am Jasper Ford, Executive Assistant to the Chairman of Vance Global. Ms. Hayes is currently employed by us. As her employer, I am authorized to serve as her guarantor and sign her out."

The officer glanced at the card, and his attitude immediately shifted to one of deep respect.

Standing off to the side, Parrish's face grew increasingly ugly.

Vance Global?

That was the premier overseas multinational conglomerate. In recent years, they had achieved almost mythical status in domestic pharmaceutical and investment sectors.

Even the ultra-exclusive private hospital in Harlow City—where the York family themselves had to tread carefully—was owned by Vance Global.

And Jasper Ford was the gold-tier assistant to Vance Global's mysterious head honcho.

Looking at Jasper's young, fiercely competent face, a powerful surge of threat welled up inside Parrish.

No wonder Bonnie had been so unyielding this time, refusing to bow to him at any cost.

It turned out she had been scheming behind his back, latching onto someone this powerful.

The mere thought of Bonnie acting meek and desperate to please this man made Parrish burn with frustration.

Once Jasper finished signing the documents, the officer went back to bring Bonnie out.

Parrish stepped forward with a cold sneer, his tone dripping with disdain.

"Jasper Ford, was it? Did Bonnie feed you some grand story about her incredible medical skills? Did she show you a bunch of fake case files claiming she saved people's lives?"

Jasper turned his head, looking at him plainly. "Ms. Hayes is indeed highly capable."

Bonnie walked out with her head down, her steps slightly unsteady as she clutched her old medical ledger.

Jasper immediately noticed the swollen, glaring handprint on her right cheek.

Under the harsh fluorescent lights of the police station, the red marks were horrifying to look at.

Jasper's brow instantly furrowed, a sharp note of anger entering his voice.

"Ms. Hayes, your face... Who hit you?"

Bonnie's eyelashes fluttered as she instinctively darted a glance toward Parrish.

Parrish's fingers curled into tight fists at his sides, his Adam's apple bobbing, but he remained dead silent.

Bonnie quickly looked away, her voice raspy.

"I accidentally bumped into something. It's fine."

She wanted absolutely nothing to do with Parrish, especially not in front of Jasper.

Jasper wasn't a fool; he immediately saw through the undercurrents between the two.

He shot a frigid, warning glare at Parrish, his eyes filled with absolute contempt.