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.

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

never doubted Hugh’s

of someone with such nobility and astute

if he

like him appear in such

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

Bar.”

if he’d sensed the

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same danger coming from

big shot like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those lowly humans with horrible

had already started

exploring the escape routes around

cowardice was not a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was playing with

idea.

man standing before

away wasn’t such a bad

couldn’t tell what Hugh Croft wanted

person with Omega blood

question caught her

no idea what you’re

I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You

You should have felt the sense of familiarity on me, am

exposed her, there was no point in

have her investigated

you

sign an agreement with

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

to the job Andy recommended

search for people with Omega type blood in the

Let me think

definitely her

incredibly good–looking, powerful, and came

every rose has its

the rest of her life

Jane wanted to be in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft

her losing her life by the side of a man like

should

leave

of silence enveloped both of

and in a pleasant

a loss for words

perhaps?

thinking that Jane might not

not come easily out of

many people with whom Hugh would

was one

was like

was on the first time he

imprinted on

smell of her drove him

they had the same

perhaps they were the same type

was the wound that had

“Okay!”

gave both her number

she did not want to lie

The reason was simple.

it from him, he would

to dig it

liked

through Jane’s WeChat

had a simple user

a picture of The Simpsons family of five as her display

a full mark

picture was a

nothing else, I’ll

about it. Give me

her distance from this dangerous

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

he continued, “I don’t know