Chapter 967

Chapter 967:

Lauren shot a sidelong glance at Evita, his mind swirling with thoughts.

Guilt gnawed at him as he turned to his father and Madisyn. “Dad, Miss Johns, I’m so sorry. My mistake nearly cost you the collaboration.”

Marcus furrowed his brow, confusion written across his face, until Lauren came clean about everything.

Hearing that Lauren had planned to scrap the collaboration with Timeless Elegance right after his collapse, Marcus felt his anger rise again. If not for Miss Johns’s miraculous skills, he might have fainted a second time.

“Lauren, you’re my son and I hold you in the highest regard, but today, you’ve let me down. There are things in this world far more valuable than life itself!”

Under his father’s piercing gaze, Lauren stood by the bedside and admitted, “Dad, I know I messed up. I’ll thank Miss Johns properly later. And don’t worry—the contract hasn’t been officially terminated. I’ll have someone clean up the bloodstains first, and as for the woman who lied to and threatened you, I’ll take care of her myself.”

A sharp glint of ruthlessness flickered in Lauren’s eyes. Marcus paused and then offered a cautionary reminder. “Mistakes come with consequences, but don’t forget—this is Lorpond, not home. Tread carefully.”

Lauren nodded resolutely. “Don’t worry, Dad. I won’t resort to brute force, but I’ll make sure Miss Gordon pays for what she’s done.”

With that, he gave a subtle signal to one of his assistants. The man moved swiftly, covering Evita’s mouth and leading her out without a word.

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Watching Evita get dragged away, her friend decided it was best to slip out quietly, her medical kit in tow.

Inside the ward, a nurse diligently wiped the bloodstains off Marcus’s bed. The sight of the soaked sheets nearly made her believe a crime had been committed. But when she saw Marcus—standing tall and chatting like nothing had happened—she could barely hide her astonishment.

“Sierra, I had no idea you were not only a talented designer but also such a skilled healer!”

With no one else around, Marcus addressed Madisyn by her other name, letting his admiration shine through.

With a modest smile, Madisyn replied, “It’s nothing special, just a bit of practice and learning. I’m happy I could help.”

Marcus, impressed by her humility, couldn’t help but think of Evita again. He let out a deep sigh at the contrast between people.

“Sierra, I didn’t recognize you before, and today you saved me again. Would you do me the honor of joining me for lunch?”

Confronted with Marcus’s heartfelt invitation, Madisyn found no reason to turn him down. However, she couldn’t forget that Susan was still waiting for her in the parking lot.

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