Christopher Scott just wanted to say sothing, and Seven Murray heard it; he wanted to start over.
Seven Murray didn’t understand why Christopher Scott’s attitude suddenly changed. Was it because she no longer pestered him, begged him to sign the contract, made him feel frustrated, and hurt his pride, that he changed his attitude toward her?
Sure enough, what one cannot obtain is always restless; Seven found it quite amusing.
However, she was no longer the old Seven Murray. She wouldn’t be Christopher Scott’s little follower anymore, at his beck and call.
In the driver’s seat, Christopher Scott looked at the carefree Seven Murray and was speechless. He couldn’t say what he wanted to say.
Seven Murray looked at the sorrow in Christopher Scott’s eyes, smiled at him, then pried open the big hand he had placed on hers, opened the car door, and got out without looking back.
Inside the car, Christopher Scott watched as Seven Murray staggered off, her small hands inadvertently brushing her hair, and his heart grew cold to the extre.
He and Seven Murray could never go back again, back to seven years ago, when Seven would follow him, smiling and calling him Christopher Scott, when she discovered sothing fun, she would no longer be the first to tell him.
At that mont, Christopher Scott’s heart ached to the extre; he wanted to embrace Seven Murray, but she was getting further away, leaving him without a backward glance.
She said she used to like him, but only because she was too young. How could he accept that? How could he let go of his feelings for her?
Even when Seven’s figure disappeared from his view, Christopher Scott was still staring at her house.
As if still waiting, hoping that Seven would slip out of that door to tell him, "Christopher Scott, I like you, really like you."
Back then, when she confessed her feelings, it was also such a cool night.
That day, when they gathered, he drank a few drinks for her, and that made her heartache.
When he sent her ho, she went inside, then rushed out again, suddenly opened the car door and confessed to him.
At that ti, he was taken aback. Thinking back now, he cherished that mory, fondly rembering the Seven Murray who still had feelings for him.
But the past is irretrievable.
Tonight, after Seven went in, she didn’t hurriedly co out again.
In the living room, Madam Murray saw Seven staggering back, frowned tightly, pinched her nose, supported her, and reproached her, "Seven Murray, you drank again, you didn’t drive, did you?"
"Honestly, you’re already 26. How can you still be like a child, so careless? I think you really need a man to manage you."
"Seven, haven’t you been out of a relationship for a long ti? Isn’t it ti to et so boys?"
Facing Madam Murray’s nagging, Seven grinned foolishly at her.
When Madam Murray ntioned eting boys, Seven didn’t object; she just nodded vigorously, saying, "Okay, okay!"
Seeing this, Madam Murray quickly took out her phone to record, "Seven Murray, you admitted it yourself, you have to keep your word. I’ll start finding suitable candidates for you tomorrow."
Seven looked at Madam Murray’s serious manner, held her face with both hands, smiled naively, and said, "Okay, I keep my word. But mom, you have to find soone good-looking for . I like good-looking ones, a little bad but warm, you know?"
"I know, I know, I’ll make sure they suit you." Madam Murray saw she wasn’t joking and felt a bit nervous, wondering what was wrong with Seven today. Usually, she’d talk back. But at least she agreed to go on a blind date.
If she could marry Seven off, she’d have no worries and could account for it to Seven’s father.
Seven saw Madam Murray’s strange expression and laughed foolishly, "Mom, why that face? I’m not joking with you! I’m not young anymore, I should find a man to take care of . Just find soone good for !"
Madam Murray didn’t respond because she felt sothing was off with Seven, but didn’t pursue it further, just watched her walk upstairs to her bedroom.
anwhile, at the Shaw Clan Group’s annual gala.
After Seven left, Maya Spencer beca listless. While Liam Spencer was discussing matters with soone, she rested her small hand on the table, propping her chin, staring at Liam without interruption.
After a while, she wanted to go to the restroom because she drank too much during dinner, so she got up and headed toward the restroom.
Liam Spencer saw her get up and quickly grabbed her small hand, asking, "Maya, where are you going?"
"I’m going to the restroom; I’ll be right back."
"I’ll go with you."
"No need, you’re discussing things; I’ll be right back."
There was a restroom in the private room, but Maya never got used to using it because there were too many guests, so she went to the large public restroom in the banquet hall.
In the restroom, Maya looked at her reflection in the mirror and noticed she looked particularly bad today, very pale, like recovering from a serious illness.
She took a deep breath, rembering that Seven, drunk, had just been taken away by Christopher Scott, which made her sowhat uneasy. After all, Christopher was a boy, and given her own experience of being forcibly taken by Liam, she feared Christopher might lose control and bully Seven.
So, she took out her phone and called Seven.
The call connected after about 30 seconds, but it wasn’t Seven’s voice; it was a middle-aged woman’s voice.
She said, "Is this Miss Hanson? I’m Seven’s mom; Seven is already asleep. Is there sothing you need?"
Maya listened to Madam Murray’s voice and imdiately explained, "Auntie, I’m fine, just wanted to check if she got ho since she drank."
"Yes, she’s ho, went straight to bed; thank you for your concern, Miss Hanson."
"I’m relieved to know Seven got ho safe, Auntie; you should rest early too, and I won’t disturb you."
"Alright, goodbye."
"Goodbye!"
After Maya hung up, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, at least Christopher had so conscience to send Seven ho safely.
After putting the phone back in her bag, Maya turned to leave the restroom.
Just as she walked out of the restroom, her nose and mouth were suddenly covered by soone.
Instantly, Maya panicked, quickly raising her small hand to grab the person, but they tightened their grip, making it hard for her to breathe.
Imdiately after, she felt herself being dragged backward, not knowing where she was being taken.
Maya struggled desperately, wanting to breathe and call for help, but it was impossible; she couldn’t make a sound.
Soon, everything went black before her eyes; she couldn’t see a thing.
When Maya woke up again, everything around was pitch black, which filled her with a fear she couldn’t describe. She missed Liam desperately and didn’t know where she was, who took her, or their intentions?
She wanted to speak, but found her mouth was taped shut.
Then she realized she was bound to a chair, her hands tied behind her back, and her feet restrained as well.
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