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

and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh

never doubted

afraid of someone with such nobility

to make sense if he was the

a person like him appear in such

you’ve noticed that I am the one watching you from the private room on the fourth

Bar.”

if he’d sensed the confusion Jane

“Okay!”

Jane felt the same danger coming from his

I’m certain your motive isn’t like those lowly humans

already started

the escape routes

her dictionary after being

idea.

standing before him was too

away wasn’t such a bad

couldn’t tell what Hugh Croft

a person with Omega

question caught her

idea

about. You’ve already exposed

the

there was no point in her

have her investigated

you want, Mr.

want to sign an agreement with you, to

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

to the job Andy recommended

one that announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement

Let me think

definitely

powerful, and came from such

every rose

live freely and spend the rest of her life with

in love, being with someone like

losing her life by

she should

leave

moment of silence enveloped

question was concise and in a pleasant

words on how she should reply to

number, perhaps?

thinking that Jane might not understand

did not come easily out of

many people with whom Hugh

one

like

on the first time he set his eyes

imprinted on

of her

because they had the

perhaps they were the same type

the wound that had frozen their heart that drove them

“Okay!”

both her number and WeChat ID to

that she did not want to lie

The reason was simple.

it from him,

to dig

liked pointless

through Jane’s WeChat

simple user name,

a picture of The Simpsons family of five as

mark “” as

display picture was a pitch–black

there’s nothing

proposal, I’ll think about

to keep her distance from this

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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