Angela made her first move, but before she got within ten steps of Conrad Sterling, she was already defeated.
After being chased out, she was unwilling to give up and stayed at the hospital entrance, refusing to leave.
She squatted there for most of the day.
Until evening, Angela saw Anna driving to the hospital.
Since Anna had no other friends in Veridia right now, she must be here to see Conrad Sterling.
Moreover, Angela waited outside until after nine or ten in the evening and hadn’t seen her co out.
"Oh, Anna! No wonder you refuse to match with President Sterling, turns out you have sothing going on with him yourself. Sneaking around in a hospital, what a disgrace!"
Angela spat contemptuously on the ground, ready to storm in and catch them in the act.
But halfway there, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Don’t even ntion that she couldn’t get into President Sterling’s ward!
President Sterling was a respectable man; if she caused a scene, his impression of her would worsen.
No! She couldn’t go up just yet!
Angela needed to think carefully about how she could get close to President Sterling!
At this mont, upstairs in the ward—
Anna couldn’t fulfill her promise yesterday to have lunch with Conrad Sterling.
Conrad Sterling insisted she had to stay one night at the hospital with him to make up for the effort he spent staying up late to help her with the plan.
So she stayed, since the knife wound on this man still hadn’t healed properly, he couldn’t do anything anyway.
Anna stayed in the ward looking at the design drafts June Irving sent her.
Conrad Sterling was also working; both of them were on their computers, not interfering with each other.
But then Anna ordered takeaway, filling the ward with the sll of spicy hot pot. While eating, she was gasping from the spiciness, and Conrad Sterling couldn’t help but glance at her several tis.
"Don’t you need to control your weight? Eating high-calorie food this late?" Conrad Sterling asked.
"I recently accepted a new school idol drama, which requires to gain a bit of weight, so it’s okay." Anna replied, "I’m preparing for the role."
"Is it good?"
"Delicious! I’ve been to so many places, and I still find Veridia’s food the most satisfying. Plus, I grew up here; I know which places have the best tastes, and I never get disappointing takeout!"
After praising the hot pot and herself, Anna noticed Conrad Sterling’s gaze still on her and couldn’t help but ask, "Conrad Sterling, do you want to try so?"
"I don’t want to!"
"The doctor said you can only eat light food now. The chefs you hired are all in Aethelgard, right? With the bland hospital food you’ve been having, aren’t you tired of it? Want to try my favorite spicy hot pot?"
"No need!"
"Co on, try it. I can dip the ingredients into clear soup to rinse off the chili and oil from the surface, then it wouldn’t count as spicy or greasy food, right?"
Anna picked a perfectly cooked broad noodle from her bowl, dipping it into the clear soup to separate the seasoning and chili oil from the surface.
Then she caught it with a plastic lid and brought it to Conrad Sterling’s lips, "Hurry, eat this noodle, it’s so smooth!"
With the food already at his lips, President Sterling didn’t refuse.
Even though Anna’s self-deceiving thod sounded ridiculous.
After Conrad Sterling swallowed the noodle, Anna asked him, "Is it good?"
"It’s okay!"
The longer President Sterling stayed with Anna, the lower his standards for food beca.
Just like these broad noodles, they would never have made it onto President Sterling’s elite nu in the past.
"Conrad Sterling, you shouldn’t say it’s okay, you should say it’s really delicious!"
President Sterling frowned in confusion, "What do you an?"
"It’s you, Conrad ’Really Delicious’! Hahaha!" Anna clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she could hardly stand up straight.
Anna found Conrad’s character to be incredibly awkward. He wouldn’t say he wanted sothing or liked it; he would only accept it when it was fed to him, pretending to accept it reluctantly.
With people he liked, too, he would act uninterested despite wanting them.
When people went to great lengths to marry him, he was probably ecstatic inside while outwardly putting up a show of reluctance to accept.
"How can anyone stand you, Conrad ’Really Delicious’!"
Anna felt her nickna for him really hit the spot.
"Don’t think you can fool with internet slang, Refute Thornton!"
"Huh? Hmph!"
"Hmph!"
...
Angela Thornton would often wander around the entrance of Conrad Sterling’s hospital when she had free ti.
Finally, one day she caught President Sterling leaving the hospital.
Angela Thornton quietly followed Conrad Sterling, trailing him to the entrance of Veridia’s Fourth ntal Institution.
"A ntal institution? What is he doing here?" Angela was puzzled.
However, she had a feeling that she might discover President Sterling’s unspeakable secrets here.
So, after Conrad Sterling left, Angela sneaked into the ntal institution.
She simply couldn’t comprehend why soone like President Sterling, with his prestigious status, would co to such a place personally.
The ntal institution was different from ordinary hospitals; the doctors and nurses here appeared indifferent, and the patients were a mix of various bizarre individuals. The floors were cold and damp, perated with an indescribable stench.
Angela didn’t even know where she had wandered to; it seed she was in a section for closely monitored patients.
Typically, those locked up here were patients with strong tendencies for social aggression. To ensure they stayed put, the doors were made of iron and were kept locked at all tis.
Even al delivery had to be done through a small opening in the door.
Angela thought she heard soone banging on the wall and quietly peeked through the small hole in the door, only to see a disheveled person turn their head, a pair of bloodshot eyes staring back at her through the strands of ssy hair.
"Ah!" Angela scread in fright, retreating several steps backward.
"I... I accidently got in here, I was just passing by. Don’t co after !"
She said this and was about to run, but a voice called out to her: "Wait! You’re not from here? Can you let out?"
"Why should I let you out? You’re a lunatic, what if you co out and hurt ?"
"I’m not crazy, I’ve been set up! I offended so bad people, that’s why I’m locked up here!" Holly Sutton’s hand stretched out from the iron window, grabbing Angela tightly.
This was her only chance to leave this place; she couldn’t let it slip away.
Angela was almost scared to death by her; those hands were stained with blood, and the ten fingers had no nails left.
She didn’t dare to look but couldn’t break free either, so she turned her head to the side and asked, "Who locked you here? Go find the person who locked you up, why are you holding onto !"
Angela clutched her studded bag and hit the hand in front of her hard: "Let go, let go! Whoever locked you up, go find them, just don’t co after !"
Holly winced in pain but refused to withdraw her hand: "I’m telling you, Anna Thornton locked up here, and I must take revenge on her. If you don’t help today, I’ll kill you first!"
"No... don’t kill !" Angela was so frightened she even dropped her bag, but she seed to recognize a familiar na from the crazy woman’s words.
"Who did you say? Anna Thornton? You want to take revenge on my cousin?" Angela couldn’t help but examine the crazy woman’s face through the small opening in the door, "Who are you? Are you... President Sutton?"
Angela’s father used to work for Holly Sutton, so she had seen Holly a few tis.
However, Holly Sutton used to be decked out in luxury brands, both young and beautiful. Now, she looked disheveled and wretched like a madwoman, making it really hard to recognize her.
"It really is President Sutton? Didn’t you run off after getting into legal trouble? How co you’re here?"
"Let out first, and I’ll tell you slowly!" Holly saw that Angela was an acquaintance and tried to lure her into opening the door.
But Angela wasn’t foolish this ti: "How could I? You’re a murderer, if I let you out you’ll harm ."
"Angela, do you also believe that I’m a murderer? I was frad. Think about it; I’m not a violent person, and even if you gave the courage of ten n, I wouldn’t dare to stab President Sterling with a knife!"
"That’s true!"
Angela thought carefully, realizing that Holly might have a point.
"It’s all that bitch Anna Thornton’s fault; she frad ! She couldn’t stand being in charge of the company and was jealous that your father and the other shareholders sided with , so she set a trap to fra ."
"Then how did you end up here?" Angela asked her again.
"I told you, it’s all part of Anna Thornton’s little sche. I didn’t start any fire or hurt anyone; she was afraid the truth would co out, so she locked here. In fact, I didn’t even escape from prison; I was just controlled by that brat Anna Thornton. She keeps from seeing outsiders so that I won’t expose the false image she created in front of President Sterling."
Out of everything Holly said, only the last sentence caught Angela’s interest.
"That’s right, my cousin really is too much! Not only did she steal my boyfriend at my birthday party, but later, when I took an interest in President Sterling, she refused to introduce , saying it was for my own good so I should give up. Clearly, she just wanted to climb up herself."
"So you must really hate her, right? That brat really has a knack for seducing n; with her around, your dreams will never co true in this lifeti. But if you let out, I can help you take care of her."
"You really can help ?"
"Of course, we have a common enemy!"
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