My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 266 The Injured Man

“Raglan?” Raglan felt the name sounded familiar. After thinking about it for a while, she finally came up with this person in her mind.

It was a man whose side face resembled Alston.

Cynthia didn’t ask why Hulda was looking for this person. She just nodded. “Okay, I’ll let you know when I find him. Let me send you home.”

A few days later, Clare and Ivan were sentenced to a total of fifteen years in prison for tax evasion, bribery, and multiple crimes.

The dice was cast. Even if they felt regretful, the time wouldn’t go back.

Cynthia finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her face was full of exhaustion, Lloyd persuaded, “Mrs. Smith, everything is settled now. Go home and rest for a few days. I’ll be there. Don’t worry.”

Lloyd was right. The particular concern had been resolved. Everyone had witnessed the fate of the Tansy Group and they wouldn’t despise Cynthia anymore. They were all well–behaved as they were afraid Cynthia would fire them if they did something wrong.

“Alright. I’ll go back after reading these two documents.”

Seeing she had made up her mind, Lloyd stopped persuading her and returned to his work desk.

Cynthia continued to study the documents with her head down. To know the Smith Group’s situation as soon as possible, Greg crammed a lot into her. But she still had to rely on herself for most of them.

It was ten o’clock in the evening when she finished going through the documents. It was already dark when she left the company.

It was not midsummer yet. The night was still a bit cold. With the cool wind outside, Cynthia let out a sigh and dispelled the tiredness all day.

It was very late now. Her children should be asleep. Cynthia looked at the dark sky and didn’t let the driver pick her up. She planned to stroll toward home alone.

For a metropolitan city, although it was very late, Jadney City was still bustling. Looking at the brightly lit outside, Cynthia crossed her arms and watched people coming and going with a smile.

of three walked by her. As it was late, the child in the mother’s arms looked drowsy. The father stretched out his hands and took the child carefully. He said with a gentle voice, “Let me hold him. This chubby gained a lot of weight recently. Your

the young mother handed over the child to him, she squeezed her sore arm and watched the father and

of loss. Here two babies were crawling all over the floor and they could babble and

any news about him. They had been searched all

Alston fell from such a high cliff and would be injured. If he

dispel all those negative emotions. She didn’t dare to think about it anymore. The more she thought

company. It was located in the city center while it was far away from the noise of the

car whistles in the city center gradually faded away and the surroundings were extremely quiet. Cynthia felt

through quickly, but she smelled blood. She frowned and looked carefully

at the entrance of the alley, she paused her steps. The smell of blood became more intense.

it might be some gang inside. If she went there

sighed and didn’t want to think about it further. Judging from his groan and the smell of blood, he might be seriously injured.

became stronger. She wore low–heeled shoes today. No matter how careful she was,

she went in, the more nervous she felt. The alley was dark. Cynthia vaguely saw a black figure curled up on the ground.

asked softly, “Are… are you okay?”

tensed up and looked at her warily. “Who

the injury. So Cynthia relaxed all of a sudden. She asked, “I’m just passing by. I come into this alley because I smell blood.

man stopped her immediately. Because he was anxious, he might move violently and the

to the hospital. But from the sound of exhaling, he was not in

footsteps. The light in his eyes went out.

heavy. It was already too late now. No one would come to rescue him. He was in despair and forgave to struggle.

survive it, that was his destiny. If he made

the man’s eyes. He closed his

a while, the sound of footsteps came again as if it was knocking on his heart, making his

was