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.

had heard

and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish that they

never doubted

someone with such nobility

sense if he

would a person like

am the one watching you from the private room on

Bar.”

as if he’d sensed the

“Okay!”

felt the same

me? I’m certain your motive isn’t

had already started stepping

the escape routes

cowardice was not a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was playing with

idea.

standing before him was

wasn’t such a bad

Hugh

person

question caught her

no idea what

know what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are

felt the sense of familiarity on me, am

already exposed her, there was no point in her

his capability, he could have her investigated

what do you want,

want to sign an agreement

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

it sound familiar to the job Andy recommended

the search for people with Omega type

too sudden. Let me

definitely

powerful, and came from such

rose

and spend the rest of her life with someone who

being

high risk of her losing her life by the

should

you leave

moment of silence

was concise and in a

at a loss for words on how she

number, perhaps? Or

thinking that Jane might not understand his

easily out of

people with whom

one

like

time he set his

imprinted

of her

was because they had the same

were the same type of

the wound that had frozen their heart that drove them

“Okay!”

both her number and WeChat ID to

that she did not want to

The reason was simple.

she kept it from

to dig it out

never liked

scanned through

a simple user name, which spelled

Simpsons family of five as her display

a full mark “” as

was a pitch–black

nothing else, I’ll leave

proposal, I’ll think about it.

keep her distance from this dangerous person as

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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