CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

Chapter 0005

Dylan's eyes shifted back to the balcony, giving Desmond a subtle look.

Desmond searched the area and reported, "Sir, there's no one here."

"Call the doctor." Dylan's gaze turned cold. "And tell the hospital to lock down all exits. Not a soul steps foot inside or out without my explicit authorization."

"Yes, sir!"

After the doctor's examination confirmed that only blood had been drawn and nothing else had been done to her, Anne finally let out a sigh of relief.

The attacker's identity was still a mystery, and with her current vulnerable condition, was hard not to feel afraid. But what puzzled her was why someone would go through so much effort just to draw her blood.

However...

With a shift in her gaze, Anne's eyes welled up with tears. "Mr. Dylan, there's something I've hesitated to say, but she's really gone too far this time."

It was a perfect opportunity to throw dirt on Suzy's name, and Anne couldn't let it slip by.

Gripping his hand, her tears flowed even harder. "I'm already half-dead from the poison-why won't she leave me alone? Does she think I'm not dying fast enough, so she sends someone in the middle of the night to drain my blood?"

Dylan's expression darkened, but he didn't respond directly. He simply said, "We've already found someone who can cure you with an antidote."

Anne's eyes flashed briefly with surprise, though she quickly masked it. "But... I was told that this poison has no cure."

"There's always someone better who can treat you. We've arranged everything with a miracle doctor named Red Falcon, who will help detoxify you. You'll be cured soon."

"Red Falcon?” Anne questioned, trying to hide her unease. "Is she really that skilled?"

"Yes, Mr. Martin from the North Avenue had a terminal illness, and thanks to her treatment, he made a full recovery."

Dylan's voice softened. "Don't worry, I'll handle everything."

For Anne, it was always “I'll handle everything...”

For Suzy, it was always "This doesn't concern me.....”

Listening from her hiding spot in the bathroom, Suzy had convinced herself she'd be numb to Dylan's tenderness toward Anne. Yet, as his gentle tone drifted through the door, she felt an unexpected pang. Despite everything, it still stung.

Tired of eavesdropping, Suzy silently opened the window and leaped out.

Like a bat in the night, she vanished without a trace—so swiftly, no one would ever know.

At the hospital entrance.

Growing anxious from waiting, Allen was just about to go in and help when he finally spotted Suzy emerging.

He hurried out of the car and rushed over, giving her a quick once-over. “Boss, are you okay?"

“I'm fine.” Suzy kept walking without stopping. "Stop worrying about nothing."

However, Allen sensed something was off.

Logically, with the kind of influence Suzy had, Allen knew he shouldn't be worried. But the ambush three years ago had left him deeply scarred.

He could never forget the moment he saw her fall off that cliff with his own eyes.

For three years, Allen had hated himself for not protecting Suzy, failing in his duty as her subordinate.

So, when Suzy called to inform him she was still alive, Allen swore that, this time, he would give up his life if necessary to keep her from getting hurt again.

He wanted to handle this mission for her, but she wouldn't allow it.

From the rearview mirror, Allen glanced at Suzy, who had been silent since getting into the car. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something complicated between her and Anne.

Allen realized he needed to find someone to discreetly investigate the matter.

His gaze hadn't fully returned to the road when Suzy caught him staring.

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Boss, did you find out what kind of poison it was?"

Suzy paused briefly. "It's Scarlet Veil."

"Screech..."

The brakes squealed as Allen slammed on them in shock. "Scarlet Veil? But that was your masterpiece! Didn't you destroy it along with the formula three years ago?"

"There's one last dose... with the Harlow family."

go this far? Everyone knows that poison starts off mild, but once it hits again... she'll be

to deal with a

Even she was confused.

Harlows and Wrights had no bad

had

the poisoning, she'd rule him out as a suspect in the earlier

That much was certain.

could have,

who it was, she was determined

about proving her

wouldn't swallow that

was the kidnapping, the ambush from three years ago, or the one responsible for murdering her family-she wasn't

Dylan sent a message. He wants to arrange

man and his tenderness, she said, "Tell him the deal's

seeing what would happen to Anne

outside

were as cold as ice. "What did

it."

Falcon said the

He regretted it now.

Red Falcon to

demanded an outrageous sum, and now she was backing

she know just how bad Dylan's temper

his rage, Dylan growled. "Give

quickly handed

the number. It rang but

again, until his patience wore

soft voice came

the sweat that had started to drip down his

goodness the call got answered-otherwise, his phone would've met

wasn't worth much, but the data stored inside was priceless

Red Falcon,"

you need, you can tell me, and

narrowed. “The price was already agreed

the arrangement on our side is a bit abrupt, and we apologize. But we

have a reason

"What's the reason?"

can share with you, Mr. Wright. I suggest you find someone else quickly before Miss Anne misses

a response, Allen hung up

The next second...

Smash!

watched in despair as yet another phone met its

heart shattered even

her!" Dylan ordered, his

to see what kind of game

wanted to say, “Easier said than

had been missing without a trace

did it seem like every woman around him enjoyed playing hide

and Desmond leave, she quickly locked the door and pulled out another phone hidden under her

found someone to help me get an antidote, but I overheard that they backed out." Anne sneered. "He keeps saying how great this Red Falcon is, but it seems she's all talk. She must've realized she couldn't

poison, she definitely

suddenly refuse to help? I overheard Dylan offering two hundred million

much money on her, Anne could tell

Dylan.

The truth didn't matter.

Dylan's wife, even if he discovered she wasn't his

pause on the other end of the line before the person finally responded, "Isn't this exactly what you wanted? You'll soon face the second wave of the

good wishes. Once I've secured Dylan,

out if Claude was behind the poisoning was to

unlikely, Suzy decided she needed to meet

all, they hadn't seen each other in

to Hillside Villa was to ask Allen to look

eating an

a business

"Book a flight."

boarded a plane bound for

accompany Suzy, but she refused, assigning him other

she'd been on a plane,

of freedom, like a