ra was too weak to fight back, with blood trickling steadily from her forehead. The man had ripped open her blouse and was about to go further when he was suddenlyunched backward by a powerful kick. He crashed into a sharp corner, immediately spitting out blood.


    Outside the closed men''s restroom door, Richard, dressed in all ck, stood guard. He lighted up a cigarette, telling anyone who approached, "You''ll need to go somewhere else. We''ve got some private business going on here." With his intimidating aura and narrowed eyes, Richard wasn''t someone you wanted to mess with. Once people recognized him, they quickly grabbed their friends and left.


    Taking a drag from his cigarette, Richard leaned against the wall and called inside, "Take it easy. Your leg''s still on the mend."


    Inside, Dn was crouched beside ra, gently touching her forehead. The guy he''d kickedy unconscious, eyes rolled back.


    The pounding was unbearable in her head. ra instinctively soughtfort in the warmth of Dn''s hand. "Can you stand?" he asked.


    ra wasbarely conscious and and didn''t know who had saved her, but she found the scent around her soothing, like a fresh mountain breeze.


    As someone lifted her, she heard another man''s voice say, "If people find out your leg''s on the mend, do you know how many more assassination attempts you''ll face?"


    ra''s head rested against a warm, solid chest. In herst moments of


    awareness, she realized her head was bleeding and instinctively tried to pull away so she wouldn''t dirty his clothes. A gentle hand held her steady, and a voice, cold yet kind, reassured her, "It''s okay, lean on me."


    She let herself drift into unconsciousness, unaware of what was happening around her.


    When Simon and his entourage emerged, they found the hotel being cleared out, hallways blocked off, supposedly for the arrival of an important guest. Simon felt a flicker of irritation. Important guest? Everyoneing to this hotel was someone significant, weren''t they?


    Jade took the opportunity to butter him up. "Mr. Simon, could it be someone from the Ferguson family?"


    Simon thought of his uncle, but Dn was notoriously difficult and rarely seen in public. It couldn''t be him. With a dismissive snort, Simon nced around. "Where''s ra?"


    A malicious glint shone in Jade''s eyes. ra hadn''te back yet, and she hoped that man had taken her to a room. If so, ra would be ruined, and no man would want her after that. She always used her looks to lure people in; she deserved it!


    Jade smirked, "Maybe she''s still chatting with the big bosses. She did just finish a major project." Their colleagues joined in with mockingughter. Simon didn''t argue but turned to leave and look for her, only to be stopped by Jade.


    "Mr. Simon, do you still care about ra?"


    The question stopped him cold. He was used to ra always chasing him, and now she was ying hard to get. He couldn''t show he cared first. Besides, he''d always been clear to everyone he''d never fall for ra. Admitting otherwise now would be embarrassing.


    "Not at all. I''m just heading out. The main exit''s blocked, so I''ll take the side route. You all should head home, too."


    Jade breathed a sigh of relief. Thank god he didn''t care. ra deserved it. Even her childhood fiancé didn''t care about her anymore. How sad!