<b>Chapter </b><b>606 </b>
Lee nced at Mnie<b>, </b>thinking she would reject.
Mnie did not notice <b>Lee’s </b>reaction. She still sensed <b>as </b><b>if </b>someone was stalking her. In such a situation<b>, </b>following Eugene might be a safer choice.
Eugene was flipping through a document. He did not react much when Mnie got <b>into </b>the car. All he did was close the document and put it aside.
Mnie nced at the hotel lobby and asked Eugene<b>, </b>“Are you <b>going </b><b>to </b>the conference room today?”
“Yes. Mr. Garner is giving a talk.“.
Mr. Garner’s talk <b>was </b>about the connection between investors and clients. Mnie found it
interesting after reading through some rted information.
“Are we going to Mr. Fuller’s ce today?” asked Mnie.
“That can wait. Eric didn’t inform us of anything. He might not have <b>settled </b>the power shortage issue yet.”
Mnie asked nothing more and checked Redwaves‘ document again.
Eugene’s wordsst night reminded her of something. Since the terms were so specific, it meant the organizer had some otherpany in mind they wanted to cooperate with.
However, if thepany had to depend on the organizer to change the rules to give them a chance to prove themselves…
Mnie’spetitive and unbending character was still in her. <b>She </b><b>easily </b>settled the jobs assigned to
her. It was just that <b>her </b>stubbornness was not that obvious<b>. </b>
However, she would stubbornly hold onto an issue and settle the matter if she encountered a problem that she was unwilling to give in to.
Yvonne had always thought that Mnie was headstrong.
“Mr. Scott,” Lee called out. “There’s an <b>ident </b>ahead. We might be stuck in a jam<b>.</b>”
“Change the route.”
Lee nodded and made a turn<b>. </b>However, just as the car made a turn<b>, </b>a hasty and loud honking sound came from behind them.
A white van seemed to have gone out <b>of </b>control and was rushing toward their car.
Lee cursed and turned the steering wheel. However, he was still a stepte. The white van knocked into the back of their car.
The ck Audi crashed badly, and Mnie was shoved to the door.
Her forehead hit the window, and she <b>fell </b>backward. Instead of feeling the pain<b>, </b>she fell into a warm embrace<b>. </b>
A deep grunt came from above Mnie’s <b>head</b>. Just as Mnie was about to be thrown<b>, </b>a pair <b>of </b>strong arms held her tightly.
Eugene held her head with one arm and her body with another. It protected her from <b>most </b>of <b>the </b>possible injuries.
The car finally stopped swaying after a while<b>. </b>The honking sounds came from the vehicles around them when the car stopped.
Mnie was in Eugene’s embrace. Other than the bump <b>on </b>the window<b>, </b>she was uninjured.
“Eugene?” Mnie was lying on Eugene’s chest. She tried calling his name <b>softly</b>.
No answer came from him.
“Eugene? Are you alright?” Mnie was anxious and tried to break free from Eugene’s embrace.
However, he was hugging her tightly, and Mnie could not move.
When she wanted to push again<b>, </b>Eugene said, “Don’t move<b>.</b><b>” </b>
He was suppressing his cough, and his <b>voice </b>was <b>low</b>.
Then, he slowly let go of Mnie.
Mnie sat upright and looked at Eugene. The first thing that came into <b>her </b>sight was the red scratch
on Eugene’s forehead. It was a minor injury but seemed quite serious<b>. </b>