All Chapters of Perfectly Flirty Mr. Forester: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Many guests began to swell with anticipation upon hearing the hotel staff’s announcement. Carina was just as excited. She turned to Jenna and said while still chewing a beef patty, “I’ve never got to see much fireworks growing up. The biggest fireworks show I’ve seen was probably from when I went to Disney.” She suddenly became curious. “Why is the resort putting on a fireworks show anyway? There’s not any special holidays coming soon.” “It’s my first time coming to this resort.” Jenna speculated, “Maybe they’re only doing it because there had been a lot of guests these past few days and wanted to entertain everyone.” Carina nodded and agreed with Jenna’s guess. At exactly ten o'clock, the night sky was suddenly illuminated by a blinding burst of light. A colorful array of lights suddenly turned the night into day. The area around the hot spring and the faces of the people watching were showered in the mesmerizing glow of the giant fireworks above. Before the first

Quinn could feel his vision turning dark. He proceeded to issue calm instructions, “Tell the people there to look for their car. I’ll be right over.” With that, he hung up and got up from the couch. Last night, his eyesight recovered slightly. His vision was no longer a complete mash of blurred particles. Despite that, his vision was still quite limited. As he paced out of the hotel, he accidentally bumped into several guests. Once he stopped on the side of the road, he managed to flag down a taxi with his limited eyesight. He immediately told the driver to take him to the collapsed mine, to which the driver reacted with horror. “It’s storming out there. I heard there’s a mine that collapsed, followed by a mudslide… “Sir, you’ll have to pay extra. Also, I’m only going to drop you by the side of the road when we get there.” “I’ll pay extra. Just hurry up and drive!” Quinn urged the driver sharply. Then, he used the voice assistant feature to dial Sam’s number. Sam di

“Driver, did you hear me?” Jenna turned to the driver. “Take us to the hospital!” The driver nodded. “Alright.” Quinn was afraid to complain any further. He knew Jenna would seal his mouth shut if he protested again. So, he stayed silent. When they got to the emergency department at the hospital, the nurse cleaned and applied medicine to Quinn's wound before wrapping it with gauze. After that, he was prescribed more aftercare ointment. By the time the two returned to the hotel, it was nighttime, and the thunderstorm had stopped. Since leaving the mine, they had worn the same soaked clothes into the hospital. It semi-dried during their stay at the hospital, leaving the fabric grossly glued to their skin. Once they got back to their hotel room, Quinn looked around. He led Jenna to the bathroom, then fumbled with the shower head to turn it on. After making sure the temperature was right, Quinn helped Jenna unbutton her shirt. “Take a hot shower so you don’t catc

“Yeah.” Seeing as Jenna remembered the precise events of that day, Quinn did not try to deny it. “How could you…” She could feel a lump of hatred growing inside her, with a strong urge to tell him off for his wretchedness. “You think I'm scum because of what I did, don't you?” Quinn gently stroked her cheeks with his fingers. With a sigh, he said, “If that’s what I truly am, I could have done something to snatch you away for myself. Did I do that? No. All I did was ruin Shawn’s plans when I knew what he had planned for you.” Jenna stayed silent. At that time, Quinn was nothing more than a stranger to her. She would not have believed him without substantial proof, even if he had told her what was happening. It was Quinn who ended up saving her. Yesterday, when they were on the way to the mine, she asked Jacob if he knew about Quinn’s background.“Why Quinn would not announce to the world that he was a Forester? Why would he accept being slandered by people who assumed

The auction was held by a charity committee. With the central goal of the event, it drew more attention than usual. It meant countless big shots in the business world, government agencies, and even celebrities were present. The venue of the charity auction was in the large conference hall of the Maxim Hotel. When nighttime rolled around, media members lined along both sides of the red carpet outside the hotel with their cameras pointed at the junction leading to the red carpet. They watched as escort vehicles arrived and out came celebrities rarely seen in public. All the attendees were dressed like royalty, prompting the media reporters to swarm forward and take pictures. The celebrities were very fond of the spotlight. They waved and posed for the cameras as they traveled down the red carpet. It would take them about a minute to step into the hotel. The businessmen, on the other hand, were not fond of the attention. They would beeline into the hotel the moment they ste