Stuck in you

The little girl, who stood next to her mother, was actually secretly watching Rachel. The young mother lowered her head and gently stroked her daughter's face. "Baby, say hello," she whispered.

The little girl hesitated a bit before staring up at the woman. She shyly waved her hand. "Hi."

Rachel smiled back. "Hi. it's nice to meet you."

The elevator finally arrived at the respective floor.

As she was about to go out, she heard the little girl asking her curiously, "Are you shooting a TV series?"

Rachel glanced at the gown she was wearing. She bit back a laugh and shook her head. "No. I wore this because I have to."

She wasn't part of a TV series. In fact, her reality was much more exciting than any series that she had watched.

Every time she attended a banquet, something bad would happen.

She decided to make some preparations before she went to the next banquet.

The last time she attended a banquet, she was trapped in the fire. This time, though, was different. She was not the one who was in danger, but the man.

She couldn't help but feel lucky and scared at the same time. If she weren't on the second floor, the man could've died.

The little girl eyed Rachel's beautiful gown with admiration glinting in her eyes.

She turned and whispered something in her mother's ear.

"Yes." Her mother nodded and patted the young girl's head.

Jack looked for Rachel everywhere, but he still couldn't find her. He was already dripping with anxiety. His wife wouldn't have left without saying a word.

But even as he searched for every crook and cranny of the mansion, he still didn't know where she had gone to.

Jack's heart sank. Without giving up, he decided to ask the waiters. However, he only got negative answers.

After a while, a waiter happened to come over with a woman's purse and cellphone. When Jack glanced his way, he realized that that was Rachel's purse.

He frowned. "Excuse me. Can I have a look at that purse?" he asked.

The waiter was stunned as he handed the purse to Jack. "Sir, is this yours?"

Jack didn't answer. Instead, he carefully looked at the purse's contents. It was indeed Rachel's.

The waiter then handed him the phone. "I found this with the purse, sir."

Jack's eyes darkened and his fingers tightened around the phone. "Where did you find them?" he demanded lowly.

The waiter was frightened by his sudden change of behavior. He scratched the back of his neck uneasily. "I found them on the second floor."

was obviously a woman's. And yet the waiter was stupid enough to ask

"Are they yours, sir?"

me to

the hospital was Bill Huo, and the old man who followed

butler, who was an old man, busied himself by filling out all the important

nurse and wanted to borrow her phone

and Eric's, but when she tried to call them, neither

nurse noticed that she didn't

you need any help?" she

for a while before shaking

any money with her, but that

her back the

didn't know if the man was all right or not. That was when something came to

was, why was he

a family member because the last time Jack told her about the host, she knew for a fact that the

man was a relative. Suddenly, his

documents in his hands. He was so happy that he could burst

Thank

hand dismissively. This was her job. There was no need to thank

been saved," he stuttered out, wiping the tears from

Rachel smiled.

at the right time. Anyone else who would've encountered

have you contacted his

the tears on his face as he

her pleadingly. "Please, miss, do you mind if you watch over him for a second? I have to go through

just a moment. I'll come up as soon as I

with his work, she knew that she had no other choice but to help

When Rachel agreed,

so happy that

Huo's life was

weak and pale, his condition was

spots were still present along his skin, making his

on the side of his neck. Rachel pursed his lips as she stared at the man's poor

a chair, she sat beside him and

over to the other end of the corridor to file some

red and puffy, she still

met before?'

blinked, gazing at his face

looked nothing out of

she was thinking, he would've spat

handsome. How dare she call him

leaned back contemplating on another

or not Jack