Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 279: Chapter 279 Sorry, Edward [Key Chapter, Must Read]

It’s still the old private room.

Edward Stephens opened the door and went in, unexpectedly finding that there was only Ryan Smith inside, and he hadn’t called any women to accompany him.

Several bottles of foreign liquor were set on the table, Ryan sat cross-legged on the sofa, engrossed in his phone. His short orange hair was now dyed chestnut; it seemed he had lost a lot of weight, and the light from above sharpened his chin.

Seeing him, Ryan immediately put down his phone, jumped off the sofa in his torn jeans, "You said thirty minutes and it really is thirty minutes, you’re right on time!"

Edward’s face showed a faint smile. He walked in and sat opposite him, "What are you doing in Chicago? Rarely back, not staying in Banyan City for a few days?"

"Family matters." Ryan scratched his short hair, not explaining much to Edward, "My plane passed Banyan City, so I came to see you on the way."

Edward nodded, watching Ryan pour him a drink, and refused: "I have to drive later, so I won’t drink."

Ryan pushed the glass towards him on the table, lazily leaning against the sofa back, "I brought it back from abroad, just try a glass."

Edward picked up the glass, sipped a little, then remembered something and looked at Ryan: "By the way, be careful when you go back to Chicago. My brother has been acting crazy lately, wanting to drag me back to the United States. You’re close to me, he might target you."

"..." Ryan’s drinking action paused slightly. He looked at Edward, then smiled lazily, "I’m just a nobody, why would Robert have his eyes on me."

"Still, be cautious." Edward sighed lightly, holding his glass and looking down at the glistening liquid in his palm, "He’s been getting more eccentric these years, avoid him if you can and don’t confront him directly."

Ryan gazed at him, slowly asking, "Edward, why are you unwilling to go back?"

Edward leaned on the sofa, his tone calm, "I have no interest in returning to be a puppet controlled by anyone."

Ryan sighed softly, "Edward, you weren’t like this before..."

Edward replied lightly, "He wasn’t like that before either."

Ever since that car accident, Robert Stephens’s desire for control over the surrounding families and close ones had reached its peak, the entire family’s power unprecedentedly centralized, to the point where neither the Gingers nor the Stephens dared to say "no" to him.

even harder to accept was

seemed merely a creation,

came from all

voice deep, "Edward,

at him, seeing

stood up from the sofa, but the next

as he stared at his friend, with a hint of darkness in his

drugs

Ryan had drugged him.

you saved Daisy Ginger and asked me to call for help, I wasn’t secretive enough, and your brother’s people detected some clues. The company we opened in Switzerland has already been discovered

vision began to

pushed him onto the sofa, "You should rest now; this will be

couldn’t speak anymore, not

drug worked quickly, leaving his

his effort suppressed by Ryan’s hand holding him down on the

do?" he asked hoarsely with all his

away too long. This isn’t where you’re meant to

moved slightly, unable to say another word, his fierce gaze fixed on Ryan until the

motionless,

closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them, looking at

car keys from Edward’s pocket and sent

the car

the phone on the sofa, sitting back

face, fully aware he had betrayed him, knowing he could never

*

window. Downstairs in the parking lot, Edward’s Bentley was slowly

dark; it was really quite

lips, still decided to shut down the computer and walked out

left. The Gingers didn’t encourage overtime, Daisy walked through the empty corridor, looking down

but saw no