Chapter 151 I’ll Manage On My Own

Quentin had no choice. He bent down, preparing to give Alana CPR.

Before he could do so, Alana drew in a deep gulp of air and wheezed, "I…I'm much better now."

Quentin straightened up, feeling considerably relieved; however, he could not help being somewhat disappointed as well.

Alana took another few labored breaths, then gave Abel her most pitiful look.

Abel deliberately averted his gaze and refused to look at her. Instead, he told Quentin, "Take her back to the hospital, Dr. Anderson. Make sure nothing happens to her."

"Abel…" Alana protested, pouting all teary-eyed like a spoiled child.

"I'll visit you later." Abel gestured impatiently and turned away.

"Let's go, Ms. Lane," Dr. Anderson murmured, wheeling her downstairs.

"All of you, leave now," Abel ordered. "Everything's fine here."

Luca hurriedly ushered everyone out of the room like a mother hen herding a disobedient brood.

Abel stopped him at the door before he left as well. "Luca, give the children breakfast, then send them to kindergarten."

"Yes, Mr. Abel. I'll do that."

shut the door firmly

the blankets where she had buried herself the moment everyone invaded the room. "Oh shit, oh shit…how the hell am I going to show my face

Abel said placatingly. "There's no need to fear rumors if we haven't

entire mess to them and tell them nothing happened between us. Who's going to believe you?" Emmeline

with a beautiful woman in

that moment, Emmeline's phone

looked as if he had just bitten down on a lemon. It

at her phone screen, the name on the display read,

set?" Abel blinked. "What film

had already snatched up the phone

on set except for you. Is

she had taken on a stunt job with the film crew. Her face burned. "Yes, yes, everything's okay. I haven't forgotten about the stunt job, Mr. Faughn! Something came up, that's

as you can;

at once. As she turned, Abel leaned over and stared at her full in the face, startling her so much that she pulled the covers up over herself

job?" Abel eyed her narrowly. "Emmeline Louise, are you out of your mind, taking a stunt job? Has

Abel, bereft of speech for a good few seconds before she pulled herself together enough to retort, "That's right, being poor has definitely stunted my brain. The

out a bank card. "Is ten million enough?

mind flashed back to that scene from five years ago, and the old grievance rose up within her again. Waspishly, she shot back, "Why don't you give it to Alana

the entire incident remains a blur to me still. You can't use that against me. It's just like you and Adrien; you can't tell me that's not a blur to you

little trop so well bock then thot the entire incident remoins o blur to me still. You

not ofter thot wretched mon hod drugged her. She hodn't even been oble to coll for help. "But why did Adrien hove your bonk cord with him,

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