No Way Back

Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

Jane had heard about Hugh Croft.

was ruthless and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish that they

doubted

be afraid of someone with

make sense if

a person like him appear

think you’ve noticed that I am the one watching you from the private room on the fourth floor at

Bar.”

if he’d sensed

“Okay!”

felt the same

like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those

had already started stepping

was exploring the

had in her dictionary after

idea.

man standing before him was

a bad idea in certain

Hugh Croft wanted from

person with Omega blood

question

no idea what

know what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are

You should have felt the sense of familiarity

there was no point in

he could have her investigated with a snap

what do you want,

an agreement with you,

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

familiar to the

that announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement to sleep with

sudden. Let

was definitely

was incredibly good–looking, powerful, and

rose has its

life, Jane wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with someone

love, being with

losing her life by the side of a man like Hugh

she should just forget

you leave

moment of silence enveloped both of

concise and in

at a loss for words on how she should reply to

number, perhaps?

his question, thinking that Jane might

not come easily

with whom Hugh would be so

was one

was like an

time he set his

imprinted on

smell of her

was because they had the

the same type of

it was the wound that had frozen their heart that drove them

“Okay!”

both her number and WeChat ID

that she did not want to lie

The reason was simple.

kept it

would be able to dig it out

liked

through

had a simple user

of The Simpsons family

a full mark “” as his

was

If there’s nothing else, I’ll

I’ll think about it. Give me

only wanted to keep her distance from this dangerous person as far

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

her before he