Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

heard

harsh measures. Whoever

doubted

would be afraid of someone

to make sense if he was the legendary

person like him

you from the private room on the fourth floor

Bar.”

he’d sensed the confusion Jane

“Okay!”

felt the same danger coming

you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those lowly humans with horrible

had already

exploring the escape routes

a word she had in her

idea.

man standing before him was

away wasn’t such a bad idea in certain

tell what Hugh Croft wanted from

a person with Omega blood

sudden question caught

have no idea what

I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are one with Omega

You should have felt the sense of familiarity on me, am

her, there was no point in her to

have her investigated with a

do you want, Mr.

sign an agreement with you, to sleep

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

sound familiar to

with Omega type blood

Let me think

definitely

powerful, and came from

rose has its

at life, Jane wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with someone who cared for her.

in love, being with

life by the

should just forget

leave me

silence enveloped

question was concise and in a pleasant

was at a loss for words on how she

perhaps? Or

question, thinking that Jane might

not come easily out of his thin

many people with whom Hugh

was one of

like an

the first time he set his eyes on

imprinted

her drove

was because they had the

perhaps they were the

wound that had frozen

“Okay!”

both her number and WeChat ID

she did not want to

The reason was simple.

if she kept it from him, he would

be able to

never liked pointless

through Jane’s

had a simple user name,

The Simpsons

mark “” as

display picture was

you. If there’s nothing

proposal, I’ll think about it. Give me

her distance from this dangerous person as far

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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