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

doubted Hugh’s

would be afraid of someone with such

to make sense if he was the legendary

person like

watching you from the private room on the fourth

Bar.”

he’d sensed

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same danger coming

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

had already started

was exploring the escape routes

cowardice was not a word she had in her dictionary

idea.

standing before him was

away wasn’t such a bad idea

couldn’t tell what Hugh

you a person with Omega

sudden question caught

idea

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

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

already exposed her, there was no point in her to

his capability, he could have her investigated with a snap of his

you want, Mr.

to sign an agreement with you, to

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

to

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

sudden. Let me

definitely her

was incredibly good–looking, powerful, and

rose has

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

be in love, being with someone like Hugh

of her losing her life by the side of a man like Hugh

she should

you leave me your

moment of silence enveloped

question was concise and in a pleasant

for words on how she should

perhaps? Or

thinking that Jane might

come easily

people with whom Hugh

one of

like

first time he

had imprinted on

her drove

because they

the

was the wound that had frozen their heart that

“Okay!”

her number and WeChat

not that she did not want

The reason was simple.

if she kept it from him, he would

would be able to dig it

never liked pointless

through Jane’s

a simple user

had a picture of The Simpsons family of

a full mark “”

was

If there’s nothing

I’ll think about it.

wanted to keep her distance from

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

at her before he continued, “I