ログインBeverly had insisted that Harold to take back the move.James looked up with a light chuckle. "These are the two experts in cardiothoracic surgery research I've arranged for you, and here's their literature on 3D heart printing. See if they have the ability and skills to assist you."Noticing Gwen staring at him in a daze, James said, "Dr. Parker?"Nolan promptly handed the files to Gwen.Gwen finally snapped out of it and took the files. She looked down, pretending to read, but she couldn't stop stealing glances at James—so much so that her cheeks started to grow hot.She'd never seen him smile before, let alone appear so relaxed."I'll get in touch with them and see how it goes," she said."Nolan, arrange accommodations for Dr. Parker," James instructed indifferently.Nolan quickly nodded.James then walked out of the lounge and into his office. He picked up his phone, wanting to call Beverly just so he could hear her voice. However, a call from the higher-ups came in first,
Gwen shared a long history with James?Beverly's smile gradually turned cold. She reached out to shake Gwen's hand."Hello, I'm—"But before she could say "Mrs. Bronson", Gwen cut her off. "I know who you are, Ms. Sinclair. He often mentions you."James often mentioned her to Gwen? Did they chat frequently? But he was usually a man of few words, no matter who he was around.Gwen let go of Beverly's hand. Beverly let it drop to her side, her fingers curling slightly. Just then, thunderous applause rang in her ears."What did he say?" she murmured.But the moment the words left her mouth, she regretted asking them.Just then, Wendell approached them, and Beverly stepped forward to meet him.Behind her, Gwen's voice followed. "He said you give him quite the headache," she said, a trace of humor in her voice.Beverly's footsteps faltered, and her pupils dilated as she turned to look at Gwen, who remained poised and graceful."Mrs. Bronson, the chief asked me to accompany you t
As James finished speaking, Beverly's tears burst forth like a dam.James just sat there, quietly listening to her cry for the longest time. When she finally exhausted herself from crying, she groggily found herself being lifted into his arms.Catching the faint scent of ink, she rested her face against his chest."You'll have to go to jail if you kill someone. Have you ever considered what would happen to Esther and Harry?"Beverly clutched the collar of his shirt. Her tears soaked through the thin, soft fabric, hot against his chest. Her eyes, washed clean by her tears, were clear and impossibly deep.He held her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Sadness pooled in his eyes as he thought about how his beloved wife had never included him in her plans for the future.The reason she was so soft-hearted with Evan was because she'd included him in her future. If anything happened to her, Evan would automatically have primary custody of the children. She hadn't even considered
"James, let me go! Let me kill him!" Beverly cried out, her eyes bloodshot, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. "James—"Suddenly, a thin, frail figure appeared in the doorway.It was Kyle.He took the gun from Beverly and walked up to Wayne. Before anyone could react, he pressed the gun against Wayne's chest and fired it.A loud bang rang out, followed immediately by Wayne's laughter."You're still too green, son."There weren't even blanks left in the gun anymore.Wayne grabbed Kyle by the collar and raised his own silver pistol. "I've lost everything, and it's all your fault."Kyle staggered back in shock. Wayne pulled the trigger, and the bullet whizzed straight for Kyle's heart.Immediately, another shot rang out. James had fired at Wayne from about 50 feet away, killing him.Kyle collapsed to the ground just as Isla crumpled in his arms."Why did you save me?" Kyle screamed, holding Isla tightly. Blood gushed from Isla's chest, and even her hands were cover
"Bev, I'll get you out of here."Evan grabbed Beverly's hand and hauled her up, pulling her toward the door.A sharp pain shot through Beverly's wrist, the same one that she'd injured earlier. She tried to shake him off, but his grip was too strong."Quick, let go of me! The power's going to be restored any minute—I need to shut it off again! It's too dangerous for us to go out like this."Afraid of being discovered, she lowered her voice. "Evan!""I brought people with me. We'll be fine," Evan answered.But just as he pulled her out of the security room, the building's backup power kicked in."Let go of me! I have to cut the—"Before she could finish, security guards had already surrounded them in the lobby, blocking their way.Beverly stared in disbelief at Wayne, who stood among the crowd with a cane, completely unharmed. She'd clearly shot him in the chest!At that moment, the sirens of police cars and fire engines blared outside."Mr. Dawson, you need to go. The smoke i
Beverly hurried from the rear building to the one in the front. On the way, she dialed the emergency line that could be reached at any time.The moment she stepped out of the elevator on the top floor, she collided with a pair of cold, somber eyes—Wayne's.Beverly was wearing a white shirt and jeans that day, and at this very moment, the handgun was tucked into the back pocket of her jeans. She reached back for the gun, staring at Wayne as he slowly approached her."Mrs. Bronson, I heard my wife asked you to come. Why haven't I seen her?""She suddenly felt unwell, so she asked me to visit by myself," Beverly answered, steadying herself even as beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead.Wayne carried an air of polished poise as he walked up to Beverly, staring at her. "I'm really sorry about what happened to your husband. I hope he'll get better soon."Beverly hummed in acknowledgment and stepped back into the elevator. "I'll head back for today. I'll visit Kyle some other day."







