CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Everyone could see that Shane was dangerously close to erupting with fury.

Mrs. Wilson quickly told him the name of the hospital.

After that, he hung up and strode out of the conference room without another word.

Everyone became even more curious about what just happened. They all cast their gazes at Silas, staring at him questioningly.

Silas returned their gazes with a helpless smile. He was, in fact, in the dark just like them.

“Ahem... Well, that's it for today's meeting. You'll be informed of the next meeting after Mr. Shane has finished dealing with his matters. You're free to leave now.”

With that said, he turned and hurried after Shane, finally catching up with him at the parking lot.

He quickly slipped into the driver's seat as Shane urged, “Quick! Go to Stanford Hospital!”

The undisguised quiver in his voice showed just how anxious he must have been feeling.

“What's going on, Mr. Shane?” Silas asked as he started the engine.

Shane gave him a brief summary of the recent events as he drove.

Silas' expression was completely stunned upon hearing it. “J-Jacqueline actually went to the villa, a-and-”

“Go faster!” Shane growled in an icy tone.

Gulping nervously, Silas swallowed the rest of his words and slammed his foot onto the gas pedal.

car whizzed toward the hospital and

of the operating room, where both Mrs. Wilson and

if she had just found her pillar of support. Wiping

doing?” asked Shane in a

already been in there for an hour.” Mrs. Wilson's

his voice brimming with spite, “Daddy, you must capture

him and saw the little boy sprawled out

face, which looked so much like

face at all, but he said nothing and let him take his

thing had happened to Sharon, he simply could not

catch her.” Walking over to Connor, Shane squatted before the child and stroked

injuries?” he asked, looking

to lie on his stomach like this for a while and take care of his bum.” Mrs. Wilson forced a smile as

a weight lifted off

villa and trace the

she hed just found her piller of support. Wiping the teers from her eyes, she went forwerd

Sheron doing?” esked Shene in

in there for en hour.” Mrs. Wilson's

brimming

him end sew the little boy sprewled out on the

much like his

et ell, but he seid nothing end let him

heppened to Sheron, he simply could not bring himself to esk

you I'll cetch her.” Welking over to Connor, Shene squetted before the