Chapter 713


    Hans quickly grabbed her hand, saying, "You''re going to bleed."


    Yanking the needle out like that, she was not only going to bleed, but might also cause a blood clot,


    block blood vessels, make it harder to get another needle in, and the pain''s going to be through the


    roof.


    "Mr. Collins, I need to get back to thepetition." Molly said frantically, her face and voice filled with


    urgency.


    She had been looking forward to and preparing for this internationalpetition for three whole


    months, and there was no way she was going to end it all in haste.


    "Ranking isn''t everything." Hans tried tofort her.


    "It IS!" Molly quickly corrected him, "I''m here representing Solterra today. I can''t just quit halfway like


    this!"


    Seeing her hesitate, Hans couldn''t help but ask softly, "What else?"


    Molly couldn''t hide the disappointment and sadness in her eyes, and she was on the verge of tears.


    "I''m about to officially take over the family business. If I could win this, at least most people would


    ept my leadership. But now."


    It was all over.


    How can the family''s clothingpany ept a loser who can''t even rank to manage it?


    She was still so young, and there must be quite a few board members who disagreed.


    She wasn''t Arabe. Winning was the only solution she could think of.


    Tears welled up in Molly''s eyes, "Mr. Collins, is thepetition really over?"


    "Yeah." Hans pointed to the clock on the wall, "It''s been half an hour."


    At that, all the light left Molly''s eyes.


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    Hans said, "You should get some rest."


    Molly didn''t know how she got back to bed, she was heartbroken, she couldn''t believe she had worked


    so hard for three months, only to end up like this.


    Two tears silently slid down her cheeks.


    For the first time, Hans saw a girl cry without making a sound, her long eyshes drooping, the two


    crystal tears falling, no sound, but the sadness was so clear, it made him feel sorry for her.


    "Are you okay?" Hans didn''t know how tofort her, and he could only hand her a tissue.


    Suddenly, Molly burst into tears, giving Hans quite a jolt.


    "Why would my stomach hurt?" Molly sobbed, "Why did it have to be then? Why did I faint? I''m so


    useless."


    Seeing her drastic mood swings, Hans could onlyfort her, "It''s not your fault."


    Molly, "I could''ve held on. Why am I so weak."


    Seeing her cry so hard, Hans could only say, "Someone poisoned you."


    "Poisoned?" Molly''s tears stopped in their tracks. She instantly grabbed Hans'' arms, "What poison?


    Who poisoned me? Are you saying my stomachache was someone trying to harm me?"


    Hans, "Yes."


    Molly, "Who? Why would they harm me?"


    "We''re not sure yet." Hans looked at her, gripping his arms. It wasn''t convenient to break free, he tried


    to back away quietly, but she held on tight, "Be is on it, she''ll find out."


    "That''s too much." Molly suddenly hugged him, sobbing uncontrobly, "It''s too much. Why would they


    poison me? Couldn''t they wait until after thepetition?"