Stella had stayed in the ward for three days, but William had no sign of waking up.
On the fourth day, when she looked up from her draft book, she saw William’s finger move.
Stella immediately stood up and called a doctor over.
The doctor checked William up and said, “It’s his instinctive reaction, but his consciousness hasn’t
completely recovered yet. It’ll take a few more days for him to wake up.”
“Is his life still in danger?” asked Stella.
“As long as his wound didn’t get inflammation and cause high fever, he would be fine.” The doctor
added, “However, he has a bit consciousness now. Please talk to him more. He can hear it, and it will
stimulate him to wake up.”
Stella nodded. “Thanks, Doc.”
After the doctor left, she sat down again. Staring at the draft book on the tea table, she didn’t pick it up.
Instead, she walked to the bed and sat down next to it.
Looking at the man on the bed, she seemed to have found something familiar from this face that was
strange to her.
Stella didn’t know what to say to him. After a while, she said, “Two weeks ago, I went to a jewelry
exhibition. I saw the ring you used to propose to my mother and learned about the history of the ring
and where it ended up.
“In fact, I’m pretty curious about your past. I want to know the stories between you and my mother as
well as the things in my childhood. In the Stewards’ Mansion, Mr. Thomas told me some of them, but
those stories seemed to be quite blurred to me. I couldn’t recall any of it at all.
“Over the years, I've been having the same dream. There's a big fire. I wanted to rush in, but a hand
dragged me and took me away from that place.
“I know you must be like me. We both want to know what on earth happened after that explosion and
why my mother would take me... Moreover, I also want to know how you survived that explosion.
“If... If my mother had known you were still alive, she must be quite happy. We wouldn’t have met after
so many years. Probably I have already called you Dad. Our family of three would be together forever.”
When Stella finished her words, her voice became hoarse, and her eyes reddened.
The man on the bed didn’t react, but a tear slipped down from the corner of his eye.
Suddenly, Stella became quite emotional and failed to control it. She trotted out of the ward, looked at
the sky, and took a deep breath, holding back her tears.
Although she had no idea when William would wake up, she was confident that he had heard what she
said just now.
Sitting on the bench in the corridor, she held her cell phone and lowered her head, lost in thought.
...
Since William got shot, a lot of troubles appeared in Complex Corporation.
When the company was in crisis, William’s assistant took Clarence to a meeting.
Many senior executives in Complex Corporation were against this move as Clarence was just an
outsider in their opinion. He didn’t have the right to manage anything about the company.
Much to their surprise, Clarence only spent two days to find their business partner, who was threatened
by the group of mobsters.
The supply chain recovered, and the company instantly was operated as usual.
However, there was still a significant impact on the company. It couldn’t return to how it used to be in
such a short time.
Two weeks passed in a blink.
Those mobsters who had attacked William were planning to go to Italy after robbing the cargo ship.
However, they were stopped in the Adriatic Sea.
They looked at the giant cruise in front and the flag with the emblem of James. They exchanged
glances with each other, armed themselves, and got ready to defend.
However, nothing happened on the cruise.
The mobsters had been hiding on the sea for a while, so they were out of water and food.
Hence, there must be something they needed on the cruise.
Without any hesitation, they boarded the cruise, fully armed.
There was no one on the deck. On a dining table were fresh food and champagnes.
The mobsters first went around with guns to check if there was anything wrong. When they had
confirmed that there was no one else, they started to feast, drinking champagnes like they were
drinking water.
After they had their fill, they looked at this luxury cruise greedily. They kicked open a door on the deck
and entered the cruise with guns.
It was quiet on the way.
However, the mobsters didn’t relax but felt tenser and tenser.
Someone suggested, “It doesn’t seem right. Let’s retreat.”
Another man scolded him, “Get out of here, you coward. Don’t be a drag.”
One said, “I saw ‘James’ on the flag. We’d better go back. I’m afraid we’ll offend the Master of
Riverside.”
The man who scolded the first one said in disdain, “What are you so afraid of? No matter how tough
Master of Riverside is, he can only stay in Riverside City. We just run away after grabbing a few things.
He won’t know who we are.”
They discussed a bit and still continued marching on.
Then they arrived in front of a door. Looking at the light from the inside, they looked excited in
bloodthirst.
When they kicked the door open, about to kill and rob, they were pointed by guns at their foreheads.
They also held up their guns and pointed at the men in front.
All of a sudden, the whole room was filled with murderous intents.
Inside the room, Darnell was sitting at a card table, looking at them in a languid way. He said
indifferently, “Why are you guys so worked up? Didn’t you enjoy my hospitality?”
The mobster who called his teammate a coward asked, “Who are you?”
Darnell turned to him, deadpan. He murmured, “You don’t deserve to know”.
The mobster didn't hear him clearly, so her asked his teammate, “What did he say?”
The other mobster answered, “He called you retarded.”
The talkative mobster’s expression changed dramatically. A wave of anger surged in his heart. When
he was about to pull the trigger, his wrist was twisted by a man. The next second, his gun dropped on
the floor. Before he could react, his knees were kicked. He knelt down with a loud bang.
It happened way too fast. Other mobsters hadn’t seen clearly what the other party had done.
They were shocked. Looking at the man standing in front of them who came out of nowhere, they
gripped their guns tightly.
Right then, the man dragged the talkative mobster to the card table.
The mobster looked horrified. “You... Who the hell are you?”
Darnell looked over at him and said flatly, “Since you are so curious, let’s play poker. If you win, I’ll tell
you who I am.”
“What... What if I lost?”
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