NovelEnglishJustin and Bella exchanged bewildered looks.
Bella pursued, “What did that guy look like? Do you still remember?”
“Absolutely,” Yasmin said, her brow deeply furrowed. “He was really handsome.”
Both of them were stunned. This was not the detail they had expected.
“I'm not joking. That man was really good-looking, with a face that left a strong impression at first sight.”
“Anything else?” Bella asked, unwilling to give up.
Yasmin paused thoughtfully, hitting her head as she tried to imagine the man’s face. “He seemed familiar like I've seen him
somewhere before."
She struggled to recall more details.
Bella hurried over and gently took hold of Yasmin’s wrist, whispering softly, “It’s alright, no need to push yourself. If the details
don’t cto you, don’t stress about it. Don’t hurt yourself.”
Yasmin looked at Bella intensely. Then, her eyes widened with realization. “Wait, | remember now. The man sort of resembled
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Bella was momentarily startled. “Really? Then he must be quite handsome.”
Justin was speechless. Was this really the tto discuss that?
Yasmin winced as she gently rested her hand on her injured leg, still shaken. “That assassin must have gone through rigorous
combat training. His skills were as good as those of elite foreign mercenaries. | doubt Liam could find someone that skilled, but if
he wasn’t behind it, how did that man sneak Carrie into the heavily guarded Hoffman Group building and lock her in a safe house
known only to Chairman Hoffman?”
Justin's eyes were dark and intense as he said, “The Hoffman family must be involved in this. Liam is one of them, and Chairman
Hoffman may also be secretly pulling the strings.”
Bella's eyes turned red, and she could not help but feel a chill down her spine.
Except for Ryan, the entire Hoffman family wanted to destroy Carrie. They were all her enemies.
Bella could not tell if they despised Carrie for being different, or if they could not stand seeing Ryan find happiness.
“Mr. Salvador, Ms. Thompson... | only have one request,” Yasmin said, her body trembling slightly with pain as she held back tears.
“Please help Mr. Hoffman and Young Madam. No matter what, don’t let them be separated... Mr. Hoffman can’t survive without
her.”
Bella hurriedly stepped forward to support her, fearing she might collapse.
Honestly, Bella never wanted to separate them either. Carrie was as important to her as her own sister, Amelia. She was
heartbroken, so she couldn't help but vent her anger on Ryan. If she did not speak harshly, would Ryan realize the seriousness of
the situation? If this happens again, Carrie might not survive!
“The only way we can persuade Grandpa is if Ryan shows genuine sincerity. Otherwise, even if we want to help, we won't know
where to start.”
“Thank you, Mr. Salvador,” Yasmin said, her eyes full of gratitude.
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Bethany drove by herself to the exclusive hillside hot spring club as scheduled. Due to the club’s high prices and limited
membership, it typically had very few visitors.
That evening, the large main area seemed especially abandoned, with not a soul in sight.
As soon as Bethany walked through the main entrance, a person resembling a secretary approached her.
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“Excuse me, are you Ms. Bethany Salvador?”
“And you are...?” Bethany glanced at the person, unsure if he was connected to Zoe.
“Ms. Hoffman instructedto show you the way. Please follow me.”
After wandering for a while, Bethany was led to a door.
The secretary said before leaving, “Ms. Hoffman is inside. Please enter.”
As she approached, following the sound of running water, she vaguely heard a woman's muffled moans through the slightly open
door. Bethany hesitated, her heart pounding, before gently pushing the door open...
Through the thick steam, Bethany glimpsed Zoe's bare, slender back pressed against a rock, with a man holding her waist and
thrusting vigorously.
“Ah!” Bethany let out a startled gasp, her scalp prickling.
The man stiffened, halting abruptly and turning his head around.
Bethany’s eyes widened in disbelief as she recognized Jason's face.
Still catching her breath, Zoe gave a sultry smile and languidly encircled Jason's neck with her slender arms. “Don’t stop... Keep
going.”
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