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 about Hugh

about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would

doubted

too, would be afraid of someone

sense if he was the legendary Hugh

like

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

Bar.”

as if he’d sensed the confusion

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same

I’m certain your motive

already

was exploring the escape routes around

in her dictionary after being rebirth,

idea.

before him

a bad idea in

Hugh Croft wanted

a person with Omega blood

sudden question caught her

have no idea what

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

am, too. You should have felt the sense of

was

capability, he could have her investigated with a snap

what do you want,

sign an agreement with you, to sleep

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

it sound familiar to the job Andy recommended to

Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement to sleep with

Let me think about

definitely

powerful, and came from

rose has its

rest of her life with someone who

love, being with someone like Hugh Croft

her life by the side of a

should

leave me your

silence

question was concise and in a

at a loss for words on how she should

number, perhaps? Or

that Jane might not understand

did not come easily out of his thin

with whom Hugh

was one

like an

first time he set

had imprinted

of her

it was because they

they were the same type

had frozen their heart that drove

“Okay!”

her number and

that she did

The reason was simple.

it from

be able to dig it

liked pointless

scanned through Jane’s

user name,

picture of The Simpsons family of five

only had a full mark “” as his WeChat

picture was a pitch–black

nothing else, I’ll leave

your proposal, I’ll think about it.

her distance from this dangerous

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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