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The police officer approached Marcus and showed him his identification.
“Marcus Grist?” The officer snickered. “You impersonated Zephyr Hamerton and forged his signature to sign
Hamerton Group’s important documents. The alleged sum is 45,000,000 dollars. The police will be charging you for
fraud!
“The documents you’ve signed do not have any legal effect!”
Marcus felt like his heart was going to stop as his eyes were close to bulging.
Before he could react, he was handcuffed, and two officers escorted him out.
“It’s not me! Not me!” Marcus yelled, “It’s not me… It’s Yale Hamerton! He asked me to sign them. I…”
His voice grew more distant until it completely disappeared.
Cordelia breathed a long breath of relief and met Zephyr’s gentle eyes. The smile in his gaze was her best
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“Let’s go home,” he said softly.
Cordelia nodded and turned to look at Yale with a slight frown. “Zephyr, he…”
Zephyr looked over as well.
It was at the same time Yale suddenly fell to the ground, convulsing. His already pale face looked even more like a
ghost now, and it was frightening.
Cordelia gasped and stepped back.
Yale struggled on the ground like a fish out of water, and even the muscular bodyguards could not control him. His
hand hit the shelf, and a vase fell, crashing into shards!
Cordelia was stunned, and Yelena’s face flashed in her mind…
She recalled seeing Yelena, who was locked up in the horse ranch, looking this pale and shaking and convulsing on
the ground like this as well. She was exactly like Yale currently!
“Zephyr…” Cordelia’s heart lurched. “Did Yale… have some kind of candied drops too?”
Zephyr’s expression hardened, but before he could say anything, he saw Yale pouncing for Cordelia with a glass
shard in hand like he was ready to die with her.
“Cordelia, move!” yelled Zephyr.
He kept her behind his back, causing Yale to stab the glass shard in his arm instead. Blood splattered.
The bodyguards swarmed to subdue Yale while Zephyr kept a tight grip on his wound, but that could not stop the
blood. It still flowed from between his fingers.
“Darling!” Cordelia felt like her heart was being sliced. She teared up and shouted, “Get the doctor!”
Zephyr smiled at her and said softly, “Cordelia, it’s okay. I’m not in pain.”
Despite what he said, only he knew how deep the glass went. He was already sweating on his forehead…
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCordelia cried harder upon hearing this. She hated herself for reacting so slowly just now and giving Yale the
chance. If Zephyr had not put himself in front of her, that glass shard would be on her neck and she would be the
one bleeding profusely now!
“Honey, I’m sorry, so sorry…”
“Silly.” Zephyr lifted another hand to stroke her head.
“It’s nothing, just a prick by the glass. It’s normal that the blood can’t be stopped so soon. You crying like this makes
it look like I will die!”
“Shut it!” Cordelia was angry but amused. She was still crying when she glared at him.
Zephyr had been boxing for so many years, so he was experienced in getting hurt.
Before the doctor came, he asked a bodyguard to tear up a bedsheet to wrap it around his wound. He then glanced
at Yale coldly.
“Looks like Yale’s pretty ill!” He sneered, his cold face dark. He instructed the servants, “Keep Yale watched. He’s
not allowed to leave Yale Residence without my permission!”
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