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.

harder to accept was Robert’s control over

a creation, not allowed

from all directions,

a glass of wine, his voice deep, "Edward, ultimately, we’re still too

at him, seeing Ryan’s

amiss. He suddenly stood up from the sofa, but the next second, his body lurched, instinctively supporting himself

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

drugs

Ryan had drugged him.

wasn’t secretive enough, and your brother’s people detected some clues. The company we opened in Switzerland has already been discovered by your brother..." Ryan sighed

vision began

the sofa, "You should rest now; this will be over soon. Edward, I’m

speak anymore, not even

drug worked quickly, leaving his

to stay conscious, his effort suppressed by Ryan’s hand holding him down

want to do?" he asked hoarsely

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

gaze fixed on Ryan until the drug’s effect plunged him into

Edward was finally motionless, Ryan breathed

eyes for a moment, then reopened them, looking at Edward’s pale

he removed the car keys from Edward’s pocket and sent out

the

the

had betrayed him, knowing he could never look at him

*

head, glancing out the window. Downstairs in the parking lot,

was almost dark; it was

still decided to shut down the computer and walked out of

overtime, Daisy walked through the empty

saw