Chapter 100

His arm was burning with pain, but his mind was clear. He recognized the figure approaching him, “You?”

She was the waitress from Red Jack Club.

Allison had a first–aid kit in her hands. Wearing her dress made it inconvenient to bend over, so she knelt down on the carpet, pulled out some bandages and alcohol, and began to treat his wound. She never imagined he’d actually hurt himself this badly.

The wound was deep and bleeding heavily.

Allison’s palm was warm with his blood, her fingers were trembling.

She took a deep breath, seemingly a bit scared.

“Mr. Crane, it might hurt a bit, just bear with it,” she said, pressing the alcohol–soaked cotton ball onto his wound. For a moment, she squeezed her eyes shut, as if she didn’t dare to look.

Aidan gave a cold laugh, “You’re scared, yet you came back?”

she shouldn’t have returned either, “You’re right, I will mind my

naive and innocent. He had been drugged, lost control of himself, and nearly forced her to help relieve his desires. But looking into her clear, bright eyes, Aidan sobered up. The drug was potent, so he had to stab

had once broken his leg, this was just a

was that this woman came back..

really was a fool,

closed eyes, her thick lashes trembling like butterfly wings. Her naive and kind demeanor made

the alcohol–soaked cotton ball and bandages from her hands and began treating his wound himself,

up, “Then I

wound himself, she

and heard Aidan’s voice from behind, “Call Parker over.”

Parker,

hands, then found Parker

Mr. Crane is waiting for you, you should go quickly.”

pushed open the door of the room and was hit

stepping over to Aidan, “Mr. Crane.”

was bloodstains on the carpet, and Aidan’s arm, now wrapped in white gauze. The

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