No Way Back

No Way Back By Anna Mac Chapter 13

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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.

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

never doubted

of someone with

sense if

would a person like

I am the one watching you from the

Bar.”

explained as if he’d sensed

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same danger

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

already started stepping

was exploring the escape

in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was

idea.

man standing before him was too

such a bad idea in certain

tell what Hugh Croft

a person with Omega blood

question caught

have no idea

know what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are one with Omega blood

the sense of familiarity on me, am I

her, there was no point in her to

he could have her investigated with a snap of his

you

agreement with you, to sleep with

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

did it sound familiar to the job Andy recommended

one that announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet

too sudden. Let me think

was definitely

powerful, and came from such

every rose

rest of

to be in love, being with someone

of her losing her life by the

she should just forget

leave me

moment of silence enveloped

concise and in a

loss for words on how she should reply

number, perhaps?

that Jane might not understand his

come easily

were not many people with

one

like an

on the first time

had imprinted on

her drove him

it was because they had

were the same

had

“Okay!”

number and

she did not

The reason was simple.

kept it from him,

to dig

never liked pointless

scanned through Jane’s WeChat

simple user name, which spelled

had a picture of The Simpsons family of five

mark “” as

picture was a pitch–black

you. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave

proposal, I’ll think about it. Give

her distance from

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

he

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