As they had covered up the news of the accident and the ambush, nobody else knew about it.
Annie's question sounded as though she was genuinely concerned about Gwendolyn's well-being.
Gwendolyn was so tired that she decided to ignore Annie by keeping her eyes closed and pretending to be asleep.
“It's nothing major. She'll get discharged in two days,” Cedrick replied coldly, then fiddled with his wristwatch. “Fate sure loves bringing us together, Paul. We've only been in Astoria for a few days, but we've run into you so many times now.”
We ran into him at the museum, on the streets, and even when Gwendolyn is secretly staying at the hospital. Are those encounters really just coincidences, or is there more to it?
“Yeah, it sure does. Well, Ms. Harris and Annie are women, and women love shopping, so it makes sense that we would run into each other often. As for this encounter, I just happened to bring Annie here for a checkup,” Paul said with a chuckle. He then shifted his gaze toward Gwendolyn. “Ms. Harris' condition seems rather serious. I wonder if it's due to her overworking lately. If that's the case, how about you hand me Dovil Group's collaboration contract so I can help relieve some of her burdens?”
Cedrick shot him an icy-cold glance. “I don't need an outsider worrying about my wife.”
The look on Paul's face changed slightly as he replied, “Yes, you're right. I shouldn't have said that. However, I would like to talk to Ms. Harris about the collaboration contract now that I'm here. Ms. Harris, are you sure you don't want to reconsider it?”
Gwendolyn opened her eyes and tried to sit upright in bed.
Cedrick quickly stepped forward and helped support her back with a pillow.
“There's nothing wrong with you wanting the collaboration contract, Mr. Hall.”
Paul's eyes lit up when he heard that.
Gwendolyn then let out a snort as she continued, “However, you will have to take it from me through legitimate means. If you resort to underhanded methods, then I shall respond in kind.”
Paul's tense expression and slightly twitching lips made it obvious that he was displeased.
Realizing that the atmosphere was getting tense, Annie tried her best to defuse the situation.
“Ms. Harris—”
“That's enough. Gwenny needs to get some rest, and she can't rest well if there are too many people in here. Please leave, you two,” Cedrick cut her off before she could say anything further.
As Paul wasn't planning on staying around for too long anyway, he called out to Annie, “Come on, Honey. Let's go.”
Annie nodded and walked toward the door.
On her way out, she turned around and said with an innocent smile, “Do take care, Ms. Harris. You've spent the past twenty years living a smooth and comfortable life, but life won't be complete without experiencing some challenges from time to time. Don't you think so?”
Gwendolyn glared coldly at her as she replied, “I'm not sure when that'll happen, but I have a feeling you will be experiencing some challenges soon, Ms. Annie. Do be careful when walking in heels. You'll be surprised at how easily a fall can result in broken bones.”
As though she were oblivious to Gwendolyn's sarcasm, Annie responded with a sweet smile, “Thank you for your concern, Ms. Harris. I do indeed find the hospital floor to be a little slippery, so I will be extra careful.”
Paul wrapped an arm around Annie's waist and led her out of the ward.
Gwendolyn's expression was icy-cold when the door closed behind them.
She shifted her gaze toward the fruits and flowers on the nightstand and said, “Have someone throw these out. Don't even touch them.”
Cedrick would have done that even if she didn't say so.
He quickly summoned a nurse to dispose of those items and disinfect the nightstand with alcohol.
Let him get away with this? As if! I always get my revenge on those who wrong me! “We will return the favor if we are able to obtain any evidence to prove them guilty. If they love to play dirty, then I shall do the same. Let's see what this Ospean count is capable of!”
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