One Night Surprise Novel

Chapter 203 It Seems You Know Of Me

Bill’s voice sounded like a pool of icy water—it was bitterly cold. “Did you say that you are Alexander Duncan, the president of Sunhill Enterprise?”

Courtney had just dragged Alexander out the door. When they heard that question, they turned around again. Then, Alexander confirmed his identity unabashedly. “It seems like you know me.”

“It’s more than that!” There was a livid, teeth-gnashing expression painted across Bill’s tanned face. Immediately after, Courtney saw white snowflakes rushing toward her face. They slammed against both her and Alexander’s bodies. At the same time, a black figure rushed at Alexander from the front. It was accompanied by Bill’s roar. “You brought this on yourself!”

“Watch out!” Courtney’s head was buzzing in shock. She only registered a pair of hands pushing her away. Slamming against the white, wooden door with a loud ‘Bang!’, she cried out from the searing pain in her back. By the time she came back to her senses, the two men were already entangled in a brawl.

Alexander had the upper hand due to his skills. However, Bill was 1.8 meters tall. Moreover, his muscles were well-built from living by the beach. He hardly felt any pain from where Alexander hit him, but every hit he landed on Alexander was heavy.

Thus, Alexander was soon placed in a disadvantageous position. Grabbing him by the collar, Bill pressed him down against the ground. He grunted in pain as he took a punch from Bill. The corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

“Stop fighting!” Courtney finally recovered from her shock and screamed anxiously.

Unfortunately, the two men wouldn’t listen to reason. Or rather, Bill refused to stop. Alexander simply fought out of self-defense, refusing to be a sitting duck waiting to be hit. Following their fight, the yard quickly turned into a mess. The dyed cloth and salted fish hanging from the bamboo frames fell to the ground noisily and rolled about in the dirt.

Holding her phone, she stomped her foot in anxiety. “Stop fighting! If you continue, I’m going to call the police!”

fighting like he was carrying

and hurriedly stepped between them to pull them apart. Then, a loud

on the ground and beaten to a pulp. However, his pupils contracted abruptly when he

yard that had been holding a simple distillation device had fallen over at some point, and Courtney lay next to the pot. There was a dark brown spot as large as a bowl that was still emitting white steam on her calf—she had been scalded badly. The sight distressed Alexander so badly that cold sweat dripped down his back, and he immediately picked her up and

a daze for a long time before he stood up, chased after Alexander, and stutteringly said, “I-I have an electric tricycle! I’ll send you to the

Courtney in his arms throughout the journey. Ever since getting into a relationship with me, this

wound. The scalded area was not large, but the wound was deep. During the treatment, heartrending screams rang out from the operation room as

you give her any anesthetics? Why is she in so much pain?!” In the middle of treating her wound, the doctor came out. Then, Alexander grabbed

don’t have an anesthesiologist here, so we can’t administer any anesthetics. Besides, we are just a small health clinic. If you have so many requests, you need to go to

here?!” Alexander roared. His voice was hoarse, and his eyes became bloodshot. Along the way, Courtney had curled up in his arms while trembling. Even though she had lost consciousness,

doctor. This is a clinic. There’s really no other way.” Bill frowned and grabbed Alexander’s arm. “If you grab the doctor in this manner,

animosity. Even so, he released his grip and

Lifting his head, he wiped away the blood at the corners of his mouth. “I was at fault for causing harm to an innocent bystander. But, you don’t have the right to hit me. If it wasn’t for you, all of

Alexander’s expression was

looked contemptuous. The corner of his eyes curved upward in a cold arc. “Wasn’t Sunjoy Fashion a clothing brand under Sunhill? Did you think you can pretend that what happened five years ago

dyed with a faint trace of