All Chapters of Out of My Way, I'm Becoming a Billionaire: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

When Harmonia snapped out of her trance, she found herself off the ground again, placed on the cabinet by him.“W-what happened? Why did you get down from the bed?! You're still injured!”Harmonia wanted to push his chest away but she dared not and didn't know where to start. After all, he was wrapped in layer upon layer of bandages.He didn't make any presumptuous moves and simply looked at her, his deep eyes entirely focused on her.“Quick, get back to bed!” Harmonia's expression and tone were both urgent.Dimas raised an eyebrow, grabbed her body, and carried her toward the bed. His movements were effortless, lifting her with no difficulty at all.“Your injury!”Harmonia dared not move. She was like a wooden doll, afraid that any movement would cause his wound to open up.He placed her on the bed, his towering figure just a few centimeters away from hers. If he leaned in slightly, they would be tightly pressed together. His clearly defined hand gently fell on her forehead, s

Harmonia hesitated for a moment and then nodded.His lips curled up slightly, his handsome face drawing closer to hers.“So, I can also educate you.”This wasn't a question but a statement! A definite one!“I'm not… Mm!”A kiss sealed her lips.Harmonia's eyelashes trembled incessantly. She felt flustered and at a loss. She was talking about Penny, not herself!Dimas, this jerk!He wanted to steal a kiss from her and still needed a proper reason.So, this was what lay behind his gentlemanly demeanor!Their lips touched, lightly exploring, and it felt just right.His husky voice sounded in her ear, “Monia, my…”Answer.“Mr. Martinez!”Before he could finish his sentence, Rio rushed in.Damn it!Did they not check the almanac today? Did getting a promotion require choosing an auspicious day?! Harmonia had already kept a certain distance from him!This blockhead, Rio, didn't notice anything unusual nor did he feel the sweet atmosphere in the air. He just charged in like a

“Harmonia.”Micah felt somewhat surprised when he heard this. Who would have thought that Absalom was such a romantic?That night, Micah approached Hector and brought up the reconstruction of the beast colosseum and asked him for the design blueprints under the pretext of paying him a visit. Hector naturally couldn't produce the blueprints since he had already given them to Harmonia.Micah immediately flew into a rage, accused him of being a traitor, and locked him up. If it weren't for Absalom reminding Micah to keep Hector alive because he was still of some use to them, Micah, in his rage, would have undoubtedly killed him.Throughout the ordeal, Hector remained exceptionally calm. Since the moment he had handed the design blueprints to Harmonia, he knew this day would come, but what he didn't expect was for it to come so quickly. Given Micah's arrogant and self-assured character, after suffering such a big loss this time, he would definitely not let it go easily. Learning that

The anesthesia wore off and Hector woke up. He covered the wound on his abdomen, enduring the intense stench, and crawled out of the pile of dead bodies. There were few people around the mass graves.Hector followed the mountain path, stopping from time to time. He kept going until dawn, using the last bit of his strength to stumble into the shrubbery and pass out completely.After some time, a clear voice sounded. “Hey… Hey, little guy? Wake up!”After a series of calls, Hector gradually regained consciousness. When he saw the unfamiliar girl, he was cautious and quickly pushed her hand away. Penny was a little angry and spoke frankly, “Why are you so fierce? If I hadn't gone into the mountains for a sketching trip and found you, you would have died here for sure! I've been calling you for half a day and my throat is already sore! I'm not asking you to repay the favor, but do you have to be so rude?”Hector looked at the girl holding a paintbrush toolbox and gradually came to

He took out a blood-stained sterile cloth from the wound. The doctor was shocked, never expecting to find a small piece of cloth inside the well-sewn wound.This changed his mind, realizing that the one with a bad brain was actually himself.Hector wrote again: ‘Sorry to trouble you.’The doctor nodded, administered local anesthesia, and then sewed up his wound.‘Thank you, your stitching skills are superb.’The doctor wiped his hands, indicating that there was no need for thanks.The door opened, and a strong smell of blood rushed out.“Hector, is your wound stitched up?” Penny asked.Hector nodded.The doctor then prescribed him some medicine and wrote down the instructions.Penny felt this doctor was reliable, so she took out a thick wad of cash from her shoulder bag and stuffed it into his hand.The doctor was shocked. “Miss, this is too much money.”“Is this money a lot? It doesn't seem like much to me. It's only thirty thousand here.”The doctor was astonished. ‘Isn’