All Her Secrets

Chapter 963 Vacation

In the Melton Group, Aaron had Selene sent to the hospital. If it were not for Aaron to show up timely and stop Rylan, she would have been strangled to death. Selene was so intimidated by Rylan that she left the office with his assistant without saying anything.

Only Rylan and Aaron were in the office. Aaron looked at Rylan. His stomach sank. If Rylan's assistant hadn't informed him beforehand, Rylan would have done something terrible.

"Do you know what you just did?" asked Aaron.

Rylan didn't answer him. Aaron raised his voice and continued, "You almost killed her!" He coughed violently. He was old and in bad health. The fluctuation of emotion made him out of breath.

Rylan, who had been frosty, poured a glass of water and handed it to Aaron. "Grandpa, I don't deserve your concern."

Aaron took the water, his hand shaking and his eyes filled with tears. He regretted sending Rylan back to the Meltons in Loewe when he was still a child. Or else Rylan would not turned out to be broken.

"Rylan, stop before it's too late," said Aaron.

Rylan sneered, feeling sad inside. It was too late, so he could only stick to his path. He was destined to be miserable when he was born into the Meltons. He once believed he could have everything, but nothing was ultimately his. He sighed heavily inside. Considering Aaron's age, he didn't want Aaron to be involved.

"Grandpa, why don't you go home first? I know what to do. I promise to act rationally," said Rylan.

Hearing this, Aaron's brows finally stretched. When Rylan suggested that someone should send him home, he refused. He had been on his own for his whole life.

"I can go home by myself. You get back to your business. Don't exhaust yourself," said Aaron.

to take Aaron home for

did to Selene was impetuous, but he didn't regret it. She should be taught a lesson to understand the consequences of messing with the wrong

**AWA

hearing only a vague idea of what happened at the university. Branden hadn't figured

the sofa, her long legs casually crossed on the side table. She didn't look like a

behind her, massaged her shoulders to help her relax. They talked

the lab's data, is that you?" asked

want to lie to him, and

you trade it for

not surprised at him figuring

eyebrow. "Did it

for a while. 'A little, I

heard her answer. "Good.

she traded the experimental data. Only Branden cared about

for the next few days," said Catherine. Branden looked at her, pretending to be jealous. "How great

neck long and gorgeous. "Do you want a vacation,

bitter smile. "Would you mind covering my shift

groaned disdainfully, "That's quite a