Marceline Galloway instinctively wanted to speak, but Lachlan Wyatt pulled her to the door. Once the door closed, he stood there, trembling as he put a finger to his lips.
"Stop talking."
"Don’t say anything."
"Don’t disturb her."
Marceline Galloway silently closed her mouth. She pulled Lachlan Wyatt aside, stood on tiptoe, and softly asked, "Why are you at the door and not going inside?"
Lachlan Wyatt turned his face away, "The First Prince is inside, why should I go in?"
That was quite a statent.
Marceline Galloway furrowed her brow, "The First Prince is your relative too, why speak so distantly? Iris Crawford must miss you. Did you hear what she said inside? It was so aggrieved..."
Before the words were finished, Lachlan Wyatt took a deep breath, "I heard everything."
"Then why don’t you go in and explain?"
Marceline Galloway clenched her fingers, "Iris Crawford has feelings for you, I can tell!"
Although... she also liked Lachlan Wyatt, but she knew early on that Lachlan Wyatt was not soone she could have. She t Lachlan Wyatt abroad, through the Royal Family.
Marceline Galloway always knew how Lachlan Wyatt was caught up in the Royal Family.
"You’ve tried to distance yourself from the Royal Family, but there’s one thing where you and the Royal Family are exactly the sa."
Marceline Galloway looked at Lachlan Wyatt’s face, suddenly said, "That is, you say one thing but an another."
Lachlan Wyatt’s eyes slightly changed.
"Go in and talk to Iris Crawford properly."
Marceline Galloway sighed, "Lachlan Wyatt, you and His Highness Dante are not adversaries, I think he will understand you."
She tugged at Lachlan Wyatt without budging him, Marceline Galloway stomped her foot anxiously, "Ugh! You two are going to drive crazy! Are you really going to watch Iris Crawford get married with your eyes wide open?"
Lachlan Wyatt clenched his teeth, enduring the pain without uttering a word, "If you say there are real feelings involved, then why would she willingly marry the First Prince? I told her to resolve the scandal, and she pulled a switcheroo, telling she’s marrying the First Prince!"
"There must be a misunderstanding!"
Marceline Galloway’s voice was sharper than Lachlan Wyatt’s, "Why won’t you just sit down and have a good talk?"
"Talk about what!" Lachlan Wyatt was about to speak loudly, but then realized that his attitude was a bit too harsh towards the innocent Marceline Galloway, suppressing his anger, he lowered his voice, "She herself said she wants to sever all ties with . Fine, fine!"
Lachlan Wyatt always had a way with harsh words. After venting, he said to Marceline Galloway, "You go in and accompany her."
"Won’t you regret it?"
Regarding Iris Crawford, the most frequently asked question of him was, won’t you regret it?
Now Marceline Galloway was asking the sa.
Lachlan Wyatt sneered, "Regret? I think she’ll regret!"
It was clearly you who asked to accompany Iris Crawford in the first place, and now you’re here but not going in... Marceline Galloway grumbled this to herself, but didn’t say it out loud. She glanced deeply back at Lachlan Wyatt, and then went inside again, putting on a smile, "Iris Crawford, I thought of sothing fun, I ca back to tell you!"
"Oh, okay."
The hospital room seed lively, while Lachlan Wyatt stood at the door, closed his complex-eyed gaze slowly.
******
Iris Crawford stayed in the hospital for a week. Thanks to her previous fitness habits, she recovered rapidly. When the doctors checked on her and learned about her past kidney issues, they took a blood sample to check for old ailnts. However, Iris Crawford’s body was strong, and her mind resilient; after reviewing the reports, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Dane Rivers hadn’t co at all these past few days.
In the beginning, hearing the door knock, Iris Crawford would look up expectantly, but these days, no matter who ca, she had no enthusiasm to greet them.
This noon, friends from the office brought so supplents, coming together to visit Iris Crawford. Leading them was Jas Chesterton, who noticed that Iris Crawford was sitting alone, with a laptop in her hands.
Jas Chesterton asked curiously, "Where did you get the laptop?"
"Dante bought it for ."
Iris Crawford looked up, her voice faint, "He told we’d talk about the marriage agreent once my health recovers."
Jas Chesterton comnted jokingly, "Quite the gentleman..."
Iris Crawford waved her hand, gathering them around, turning the laptop screen towards them, "Look, the news we’ve disrupted the cri organization made it to the international press! Many dia outlets are reporting, uncovering much..."
"Yes, this criminal force seems to have existed for a long ti, now that it’s been uprooted, surely it will lead to many with ulterior motives being exposed."
Peach, nearby, lifted Iris Crawford’s shirt like a rogue, examining the wound spreading from her neck to her collarbone.
Such a long scar.
"Does it still hurt now?"
"It aches a bit during healing." Iris Crawford moved her neck, "Are you all free these days?"
"No spare ti for other tasks, you scared us to death."
Jas Chesterton patted his chest, "Sarah Shaw and Patrick Pierce are still keeping guard dostically, it’s just the three of us here."
Steven Rhodes seed elusive lately too, every ti he visited he’d rush off quickly, who knew what he was up to.
Iris Crawford’s eyes flickered, "Well, there’s sothing I’d like you to help investigate, which is... Can you find out what Steven Rhodes has been up to?"
That night, a shadowy figure appeared stealthily at the door of Iris Crawford’s hospital room. The figure gently opened the door and glanced inside, fiddled with sothing on the door, and just as they were about to close it, a hand suddenly pressed down on their shoulder from behind!
The shadow trembled all over!
The next second, soone turned on the lights in the hospital room. Iris Crawford sat seriously at the bedside, looking at the person caught at the door!
"Steven Rhodes," Iris Crawford said with confusion, "Why are you doing this?"
"I..."
Steven Rhodes lowered his head, seemingly making a great resolve, "Iris Crawford, believe , this decision wasn’t ant to harm you..."
He couldn’t harm Iris Crawford anymore. From the day in the tea room at The Crawford Company, he would no longer harm Iris Crawford.
"Then why are you sneakily placing this bug at the door?"
Jas Chesterton removed a miniature bug from the wall. These things were most familiar to him. He confiscated the device and then said, "You’re not trying to harm Iris Crawford; you’re trying to get clues about another group from us, right?"
Steven Rhodes clenched his fingers tightly.
Iris Crawford suddenly thought of sothing, "You want to investigate the person behind your sister?"
Steven Rhodes’s Adam’s apple moved, "I heard from the steward Raymond beside The First Prince that there should be a Cri Consultant behind the cri syndicate, but they have no concrete evidence, so this person can’t be apprehended. Then I thought about when I visited my sister in the detention center, she told the na of the remittance account starts with a J..."
And Mr. J is who the cri syndicate referred to as Jonas Kingsley.
Iris Crawford gasped, all the lines connected together!
In the beginning, it was Jonas Kingsley who used Crystal Rhodes to drug Lachlan Wyatt, and by coincidence, Yvonne Jennings also intended to use Dane Rivers to drug her, leading the two events to collide, and since Dane Rivers didn’t go through with it, Crystal Rhodes was caught later, but Yvonne Jennings remained unscathed.
Because Crystal Rhodes was a step ahead of Dane Rivers.
At the ti, Iris Crawford was still thinking, could it really be such a coincidence that there were two people trying to set her and Lachlan Wyatt up at the sa ti?
It turned out to be true...
She turned her face away, "If you wanted to know these things, couldn’t you just ask directly?"
Steven Rhodes kept his head down, his teenage face full of forbearance, "You were injured, and I think J is dangerous. I don’t want you to get more involved in these things..."
"So you planned to investigate secretly without telling ?" Iris Crawford sat on the hospital bed, her expression resolute and cold, "I can almost confirm that the J behind your sister is this J, who is, Lachlan Wyatt’s brother, Jonas Kingsley."
Steven Rhodes was shocked, Lachlan Wyatt’s brother?
"He should possess a psychopathic personality, which is why he’s done so many inhumane things." Iris Crawford’s voice was indifferent, as if speaking of sothing unrelated to her, "Because Lachlan Wyatt’s father was a despicable scoundrel, Jonas Kingsley’s original family was the sa as Lachlan’s. This led to Jonas Kingsley never establishing the right value system, nor being loved, which resulted in this. If you want to take revenge on him, you’ll need to plan it long-term."
Steven Rhodes bit his teeth hard, "You told all this..."
"Of course, I also know you were able to enter our company because J helped you from behind." Iris Crawford looked at Steven Rhodes unwaveringly, witnessing the shock on the young man’s face, "But by then, you had already started to suspect J, hadn’t you? The answer I gave you today confird it all. Originally, you were brainwashed by J into thinking your sister’s imprisonnt was on , and J facilitated your entry into The Crawford Group to plot against . But by now, you should already know who the real mastermind is, don’t you?"
Turns out she knew... turns out she knew everything!
Steven Rhodes’s pupils contracted as he recalled the threat Lachlan Wyatt made in front of The Crawford Group.
He said, don’t think I don’t know how you got into the company.
Perhaps Lachlan Wyatt knew all along but said nothing.
Steven Rhodes trembled, "I’m sorry... Iris Crawford, I shouldn’t have hidden it from you, but I really wanted to seek revenge for my sister without involving you."
"I understand you, and if I have any leverage over J in the future, I’ll share resources with you."
Iris Crawford sighed, "Stop hanging your head, co over and have so supper with , Martin Hawthorne and the others bought so delicious Cantonese food, which isn’t common in The Kingdom of L."
Steven Rhodes got up, while Peach touched her chin, saying, "Who would’ve thought, you really have a strong sense of dignity for a college student, planning to deal with J on your own terms?"
Steven Rhodes’s dignity was indeed strong, to which Iris Crawford agreed, "Lachlan Wyatt and J aren’t the sa kind of people, even though J is Lachlan’s brother."
"Biologically speaking, perhaps Lachlan also inherited part of his father’s traits." Peach thought of sothing, pausing with the take-out in her hand, "Birdie, do you think... could it be that... Lachlan is also a... psychopath?"
With this, the entire hospital room fell silent.
Even Martin Hawthorne, who was closest to Lachlan, looked up at the ceiling.
Perhaps Lachlan’s heart had long been corrupted, and it was only Iris Crawford’s presence that made him seem like a normal person with desires.
But if... Iris Crawford distanced herself from him?
"Lachlan wouldn’t want to take revenge on society, would he?" Peach thought exaggeratedly, covering her cheeks, "Speaking of which, Lachlan hasn’t been seen all week, do you know where he is!"
Martin Hawthorne coughed awkwardly.
Everyone turned their gaze, "You know what Lachlan’s been up to?"
Martin Hawthorne, usually with an iceberg deanor, uncharacteristically avoided eye contact and cleared his throat, "Um... I know..."
Jas Chesterton placed the bug on Martin Hawthorne’s chest as if listening to the sound from his heart, "Quick, tell us, what’s he been up to!"
Sorry, brother.
Martin Hawthorne reported an address, and everyone was stunned.
Isn’t that the nightclub recently ranked first in The Kingdom of L by votes!
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