"Boss, let take you to the hospital!" The driver glanced at Dustin Hughes and was startled, hurriedly saying.
"No need..." Dustin reached out to touch his neck, then shook his head, glanced at the gray sky outside, and suddenly said.
"I want to go sowhere..."
...
Sumr Shawcross ran into the company building with her hands covered in blood, startling the security guards.
Before the guards could ask anything, Sumr rushed into the elevator, heading for the top floor.
"Miss, you can’t go up there!" The bodyguard hurried to catch up, but Sumr quickly closed the door.
In her current state, they probably mistook her for so kind of criminal...
Soon, the elevator reached the top floor, and as the doors opened, Sumr jogged out, running toward Noah Drexler’s office.
However, when she pushed open his office door, she found it empty.
The expression on her face changed—had he... already left?
With that thought, Sumr suddenly felt her legs go weak.
"That’s her, hurry!" At that mont, several security guards reached the top floor, targeting Sumr with her blood-stained clothes and hands, and ran hurriedly toward her.
"What happened?" Flynn Hughes, just coming out of the eting room, asked upon seeing the rushing security guards.
"It’s nothing, Mr. Hughes. A crazy woman rushed in, we’re handling it right away!" The guards paused to smile at Flynn, then continued running toward the woman stunned at the office door.
Seeing this, Flynn followed in astonishnt, showing a surprised expression upon seeing the figure.
anwhile, the guards had already surrounded Sumr, ready to apprehend her.
"Stop!" Flynn quickly ordered them to stop.
Flynn’s words left the guards montarily stunned.
"Mr. Hughes?"
"I’m thinking about your jobs; I don’t want you to lose them. Turn around and go downstairs right now." Flynn smiled at the guards, kindly advising them.
He was sure that if they touched this woman today, losing their jobs would be the least of their problems.
After all, he had suffered such losses before.
Flynn’s words left the guards montarily stunned.
"Then... what about her..."
"I’ll handle it, you all go down." Flynn gestured with a wave.
"Thank you, Mr. Hughes!" The guards bowed their heads, and the group imdiately turned and left.
"Where’s Noah Drexler, where is he now?" Seeing Flynn, Sumr asked urgently, as if seeing a savior.
"He’s already headed to the airport." Flynn answered, then looked at her disheveled appearance in surprise.
At the mont, she was unrecognizable as the recently popular singer...
Coupled with the blood on her clothes and hands, she truly looked like a madwoman, no wonder the guards stopped her!
Hearing Flynn’s words, Sumr trembled.
"But, he shouldn’t be on the plane yet." Flynn glanced at the ti on his wristwatch, then continued.
Sumr took a deep breath; could he not speak in such dramatic pauses? She felt like she was about to have a heart attack from fright!
"Can you help make a phone call?" She bit her lip, looking anxiously at Flynn and pleaded.
...
Narsus City Airport.
Several black cars slowly stopped beside the private jet.
The car door opened, and a tall, slender man stepped out with long strides.
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