<b>Chapter </b><b>332 </b>
<b>Caroline </b>clutched <b>her </b><b>clothes </b>tightly, <b>afraid </b><b>that </b>Reynald woulde out <b>of </b>the room at that moment.
“Ms. <b>Warren</b>, what <b>are </b><b>you </b>doing <b>here</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
“I…”
Caroline made up an <b>excuse</b>, “I wasn’t feeling <b>well </b><i>at </i>home, so I came out to stay, didn’t expect to have low blood sugar<b>.</b><b>” </b>
The bodyguard stepped forward and helped her up, looking at the door number behind her, “Do you live in this room?”
The bodyguard tried to push the door, but she stopped him, “No need to bother<b>, </b>I’m much better now. So, howe you guys
<b>are </b>here<b>?</b><b>” </b>
The two bodyguards nced at each other, seeming hesitant to speak.
<b>Caroli </b>Caroline didn’t ask much, “By the way, how’s Jaxson doing?”
“Mr. Hamilton was fine,” the bodyguard said, looking around. “Since <b>you’re </b>okay, we’ll be leaving now.”
Caroline couldn’t wait for them to leave.
<b>After </b>the bodyguard left, Caroline almost copsed to the ground.
Reynald casually walked out of the room, and she just realized that he pushed her <b>out </b>on purpose<b>. </b>
“This is a warning for you,” Reynald nced at her and left.
Caroline leaned against the wall, clenched her teeth, couldn’t figure out what was wrong with <b>her</b>.
She used to have Jaxson falling for her alone, andter <b>on</b>, she could make that guy spend <b>a </b>fortune <b>just </b>to support her alone.
She <b>never </b>failed to get what she wanted from men, and she <b>never </b>miscalcted what she desired.
She thought <b>she </b>could still <b>navigate </b><b>easily </b>among men like before when she returned home this time, but Charlotte’s presence ruined everything she had nned.
Jaxson started looking out for Charlotte.
<b>Even </b>Reynald, who only used Charlotte<b>, </b><b>cared </b>about it.
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This <b>feeling </b><b>really </b>sucks.
<b>The bodyguard </b>lost Reynald and had to return to the hospital empty–handed.
<b>Jaxson </b><b>sat </b><b>at </b><b>the head </b><b>of </b>the bed flipping through documents, Cynthia waited nearby<b>, </b>seeing him silent<b>, </b><b>she </b>looked at the <b>bodyguard </b>who <b>was </b><b>reporting</b>, <b>“</b><b>Isn’t </b><b>there </b><b>surveince</b>? Don’t you know who he met <i>at </i><b>the </b>hotel?”
The <b>bodyguard </b>looked <b>helpless</b>, “The hotel management said we <b>are </b>not the police<b>, </b><b>we </b><b>have </b>no authority to <b>ess </b><b>the </b><b>surveince </b><b>footage</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
“What <b>hotel</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
“Blossom <b>Hotel</b><b>.</b>”
Cynthia <b>suddenly </b><b>realized </b><b>and </b>looked <b>at </b><b>Jaxson</b><b>, </b>“Mr. <b>Hamilton</b><b>, </b>this hotel was <b>bought </b><b>by </b><b>the </b><b>Steward </b><b>family </b>two <b>years </b><b>ago</b><b>, </b>no wonder <b>they </b><b>were </b><b>so </b><b>firm</b>.”
<b>After </b><b>Jaxson </b><b>signed </b>the <b>document</b>, <b>he </b>left <b>it </b>on <b>the </b><b>desk</b>, “So <b>you </b><b>guys </b>followed him <b>for </b><b>half </b><b>a </b><b>day </b>and still <b>don’t </b><b>know </b>who he met<b>? </b>
<b>We </b><b>were </b><b>afraid </b><b>of </b><b>alerting </b>the snake<b>, </b><b>so </b>we didn’t follow <b>too </b>closely<b>,</b><b>” </b>the <b>bodyguard </b>suddenly <b>remembered</b>. “<b>But </b>we did run
into Ms. <b>Warren </b><b>when </b><b>we </b><b>went </b><b>to </b><b>the </b><b>hotel</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
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He lifted his eyelids, “Caroline?”
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The bodyguard nodded, “Ms. Warren said she wasn’t feeling well at home, so she came to <i>stay </i><i>at </i>the hotel. When we saw her, she was lying on the ground, saying she had low blood sugar.”
Jaxson didn’t respond, his eyes were like a deep pool, dark and bottomless.
Cynthia nced at him, “Mr. Hamilton, should we double check on Ms. Warren?”
He closed his eyes tightly, rubbed his nose bridge, as if making a decision.
Long time no see.
“Check it out.”
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The next day, Charlotte was cleaning up in Charlie’s hospital room. To avoid attracting attention, she packed things separately and had Javier’s bodyguard help take some out.
The floor guards all knew <i>that </i>Mr. Stafford was taking care of the vegetable on bed 29 on this floor, so the guards for the Stafford family were not on alert.
Charlotte walked out of the ward and ran into Sergio and Javier.
Javier looked at her, “All packed up?”
She nodded.
Transferring Charlie to the Hamilton family’s hospital was a bit nerve–wracking.
“Don’t worry, I contacted the Vice President of Conrad Hospital and he agreed. And the hospital’s decision doesn’t necessarily have to go through the Hamilton family<i>, </i>unless absolutely necessary. Even if we transfer your brother, Jaxson won’t know about it right now,” Javier looked <i>at </i>him, “I heard Mr. Hamilton is recovering in the hospital, it seems true.”