President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free novel Chapter 224

Nobody expected the man in the leather jacket would do this.

Even the policemen who were holding him down didn’t know how to react. He didn’t attack anyone, including himself, after all. All he did was only talking.

The crowd of people were agitated. They started to rush in Hayden’s direction.

“I saw her ID Card. Her name is Hayden Downey, the daughter of Brook Downey! Get her! Get her to pay us back our money!”

The man in the leather jacket continued encouraging the crowd.

The situation became out of control.

Hayden was the centre of the crowd now. The police and fire fighters protected her, but people continued to attack, scold and humiliate her.

“Get her! Pay us back our money!”

“Pay us back!”

This was all Hayden could hear.

When the team leader of the policemen wanted to request reinforcement, a row of black Porsche cars stopped at the side of the road. They even brake the cars at the same time.

A few musclemen walked out of the car, and made their way in between the crowd before the policemen could react.

A young man in a suit then walked into the place and came out carrying the woman who got attacked by the crowd.

Hayden couldn’t see such a heroic scene happening to herself because she got knocked out before she got rescued.

It was already midnight when she regained consciousness.

The room was modestly decorated, but she could still identify the extravagance in the details. Sandalwood lit at the side of her bed, and it had a calming effect.

Hayden sat up from the bed with the support of her elbow. The blanket slipped off and showed the pink silk nightgown she was wearing.

“You’re awake.”

A familiar voice rose. Hayden raised her head and saw Edison standing at the door of the bedroom. He was holding a brown wooden tray.

There was congee with meat and pickles on the tray. It was simple, but it was the most delicious meal for a person who had been asleep for a long time.

“You’re so stingy. You’re living in an expensive house, and you only offer me a bowl of congee?”

Hayden sat on the bed while eating the congee. Edison sat on the couch in front of the bed and was reading a travel magazine. He replied in resign, “Will you be able to consume bird nest and shark fin if I give it to you now?”

“No.”

“You’re honest,” Edison shook his head and humoured Hayden, “Finish up the congee. I’ll bring you other food after your body warmed up. For your information, the doctor said that your head is injured and you shouldn’t have irritating food.”

Hayden raised her head and took a look at her reflection in the mirror. Her head was wrapped in a bandage, and she looked like a mummy. Hayden was discontent, “Why did you wrap me up like this? I didn’t even realize it if you didn’t tell me.”

Edison was resigned, “You need to look like this to stop the scolding on the internet.”

It seemed like playing the victim was the most effective things to do.

Hayden curled her lips and tried to redo her bandage in the mirror. She suddenly winced as a sharp pain shot through her wound when she accidentally touched it.

“Stop moving around,” Edison frowned as he worried for Hayden.

Hayden was shocked by his straight face and promised him not to move around. Then she remembered that Edison saved her from the crowd just now.

“You saved me?”

Edison put away his straight face and looked at Hayden curiously, “Are you disappointed that it wasn’t Joseph?”

Hayden felt speechless when she heard Joseph’s name. She replied sourly, “Can’t you stop making fun of me? Since you are so well-informed, you must know that we’ve already broken up.”

Edison looked away from the magazine and stared at Hayden, “I won’t come in time if I didn’t know about your break up.”

“What do you mean?”

Hayden frowned, “Can you be more straightforward? I’m tired of guessing the meaning in between your words.”

Edison didn’t respond to Hayden’s request. Instead, he changed the subject, “Everything looked so planned out as if they were waiting for you to turn out. Don’t you think so?”

“This is not possible. Why do they want me to turn out? I have nothing to do with the ST Group.”

Edison didn’t agree with Hayden, “They wanted to get somebody to take the blame, and you are the daughter of Brook Downey. You thought you have nothing to do with the ST Group but the public didn’t know that.”

Edison had a point.

Hayden recalled what happened at Chelsea’s funeral. She asked, “It’s all Chelsea’s uncle’s doing?”

“Hey, you’ve got some brains.”

Edison sounded mean, but his tone is gentle. It was hard to be mad at Edison.

Hayden rolled her eyes and countered, “You’re brainless.”

Hayden got changed and followed Edison downstairs for a walk after she finished eating. Hayden then knew more details of what happened after she passed out.

Edison was worried that the peasants would follow them to the hospital if he admitted Hayden into the ward, so he brought Hayden back to his villa after rescuing her from the crowd.

“What about Stella? Did you see her?”

Hayden was too occupied to arrange for Stella and Edison to meet up.

It was a fake marriage, but Edison should be Stella’s father according to what Stella understood.

“I saw her from afar. It was chaotic, so I asked Lorraine to inform Scarlett that I brought you home.”

“I see.” Hayden nodded.

It was impossible to think about other stuff under that kind of situation.

“I’ll bring Stella to meet you next time.”

“I’ve heard that before.”

Edison took a glance at Hayden, “You decide on the date. I’m afraid that you couldn’t even find the time to meet me after I fly back to America when my holiday ends. You are even busier than the President of the States.”

“I’m serious. You decide on the date then. I’ve got no objection.”

“For real?”

“For real.”

Edison then continued in a teasing tone, “Let’s meet up this afternoon.”

…

“Mr. Beckham, just as what you thought. Edison has been contacting many companies in Nanking. It’s like he is looking for people to collaborate in the development and publicity of an artificial intelligence product.”

“Who did he contacted?”

“This is the list.”

Magnus put the document onto Joseph’s desk. He then asked in hesitation when he saw Joseph focused on reading the documents, “Mr. Beckham, did you watch the news today?”

“No. Why?”

“There was a man who wanted to commit suicide on the rooftop of ST Group.”