Chapter 1270
Chapter 1270 Nate finally couldn''t hang in there any longer. His body shuddered and he dropped to
one knee.
"Nate!" Elizabeth immediately went to help him up. Her hand brushed against his waist and felt
something damp. She paused, lifting her hand to find it covered in blood. Her face turned pale
instantly. "Oh my God, Nate, are you hurt? What the hell happened?"
Nate shook his head slightly, "I''m okay, and Mr. Harper is also..."
Also...
Elizabeth froze. She looked up at her son standing beside her, her anxious gazes sweeping over
him. His white suit was spotless.
Nate was wearing a ck suit. If you didn''t look closely, you wouldn''t notice the blood, but it was
very obvious on the white suit.
Suddenly, Elizabeth''s eyes narrowed sharply, her gaze fixing on the back of Damon''s hand. Blood
was seeping from his sleeve, sliding down his hand and dripping onto the ground.
“Oh my God..." People gasped at the scene. Elizabeth, however, had a steely look in her eyes. She
helped Nate to his feet.
"Call an ambnce, now.’ As soon as her words fell, a group of people rushed into the banquet hall.
"We''re from the emergency center. We received a report that there are two injured people here..."
Damon''s eyes slightly moved, and he gave a small smile. His future mother-inw had got quite a
few tricks. Her considerations were veryprehensive. And her timing was just right.
If Chloe found out he was hurt, she''d probably cry her eyes out.
Downstairs, Chloe nced at the two ambnces parked at the hotel entrance. Seeing this,
Yasmine quietly said, "Bryson arranged a ce for us in P City..."
Chloe pulled her gaze back from the ambnces and said, "| have an apartment in P City, Mom..."
"You''re living with Damon?"
Chloe pressed her lips together. Her silence was as good as a confirmation.
Yasmine nced at her and said, "Then let''s go to the vi Bryson arranged."
",..Okay."
They didn''t wait long before a spacious,fortable car pulled up next to them. The man who got
out of the car turned out to be Winston.
He was tall and upright, his face calm, and his ck suit made him look particrly handsome.
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"Ms. Yasmine." He greeted Yasmine casually, then said "Excuse me"
before bending down to lift her carefully into the car.
Watching his skilled movements, Chloe suddenly felt that this man seemed to have a special
rtionship with her mother. "Are you guys hiding something from me?"
After setting Yasmine down, Winston gave Chloe a cold look. "Do you think it makes any sense for
us to hide anything from you?"
Chloe looked at him suspiciously, but found she couldn''t refute his words. The survival of her
mother was absolutely good news. Their silence made no sense.
"We always believed that Yasmine woulde back." Bryson, who was usually silent, said quietly.
Chloe recalled that Bryson had always shown deep respect for her mother. His respect was obvious
and unhidden.
Her mother was the master, Bryson the loyal servant. Although aristocratic families also had
servants, it was rare to find someone like Bryson who was so careful and respectful, his admiration
evident in every word and action.
Bryson''s words warmed Chloe''s heart a little. They had always believed that her mother was still
alive. So they were prepared for everything, waiting for the day her mother would return, so that
they wouldn''t be caught off guard. If that was the reason, she would believe it.
Just before getting in the car, Chloe furrowed her brows and looked back at the ambnce. For
some reason, she felt uneasy.
"Don''t you have anything you want to ask me?" Yasmine asked, noticing her daughter''s constant
looking back.
Chloe turned to look at Yasmine. "There''s a lot | want to ask you." She replied.
But they had been apart for over six years. There were too many questions, and she didn''t know
where to start.
"We have plenty of time.” Yasmine said, then gestured for her to get in the car.
Chloe bit her lip, nced back at the ambnce again, then hesitantly got into the car.
The bullet had been sessfully removed. Damon looked pale, but not at all flustered. His calm
demeanor made it seem as if he hadn''t been the one who got shot.
Elizabeth stood beside him, her face calm. She was always like this, the more anxious and worried
she was, the calmer and moreposed she appeared, not giving anyone any chance to see
through her.
In fact, aside from panic and worry, she was mostly angry with Presley.
Outside the ward, Alyssa sat quietly in her wheelchair. When Elizabeth saw her, she said, "Mom,
Damon''s fine. It''ste, you should go home and rest."
Hearing this, Alyssa sighed in relief, "Well, that''s good."
Elizabeth pushed Alyssa away,pletely ignoring Presley stafnding next to her. She knew it
seemed deliberate, but she couldn''t help it. If she talked even one more word with Presley now, she
would lose it.
She and Presley were bound to have a showdown. But now was not the time. She didn''t have the
mood or energy to quarrel with him now.
By the time they got back to the vi Bryson had arranged, it was alreadyte. There were too many
questions left, but it wasn''t the right time to ask them.
After watching Yasmine fall asleep, Chloe finally left the room. The moment she closed the door, the
smile on her face slowly faded, and her brows furrowed.
Something felt off tonight. Based on Damon''s stubborn attitude in the past, even if her mother
strongly opposed their rtionship, he wouldn''t let her leave so easily like tonight. But he didn''t say
anything and just let her go with her mother tonight.
Back in her room, she tried to call Damon, but no one answered. Her brows furrowed deeper; she
made a lot of excuses for Damon in her mind.
It was alreadyte at night, who could she ask about his condition?
His parents? After such a big event, they were probably asleep by now. Nate? If he was still
hanging out with her in the dead of night, then she should start worrying.
After some thought, she finally decided to give Nathan a call.
This night...
No, these past couple of days and nights had been kinda rough for Damon.