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.

twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him

never doubted Hugh’s

of someone with such

seemed to make sense if

like him

watching you from the private room on the fourth

Bar.”

if he’d sensed the confusion

“Okay!”

the same

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

already

exploring the escape routes around

had in her dictionary

idea.

before him

away wasn’t such a bad

couldn’t tell what Hugh Croft wanted

person with

sudden question

have no idea what you’re talking

about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You

too. You should have felt the sense of familiarity on

already exposed her, there was no point in her to

he could have her investigated with a

what do you

sign an agreement with you, to sleep

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

did it sound familiar to the

people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement to sleep

Let me think

was definitely

powerful, and

every rose has its

spend the rest of

being

high risk of her losing her life by the side of a man like

she should just

you leave

moment of silence enveloped both

question was concise and in a

a loss for words on

perhaps? Or

question, thinking that Jane might

easily

were not many people with whom Hugh would be so

one

like an

the first time he set his eyes on

imprinted

her drove him

it was because they had the same

they were the

was the wound that had frozen their

“Okay!”

number and

that she did not want to

The reason was simple.

kept it from him, he

would be able to dig it out

liked

through Jane’s

user

The Simpsons family of

full mark “” as his WeChat

picture was a

there’s nothing else,

about

only wanted to keep her distance from this dangerous

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

her before he

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