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."

door firmly

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

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

them nothing happened between us. Who's going to believe you?"

If everyone knew that he had spent the night with a beautiful woman in his arms without doing anything about it, they would suspect he was

moment, Emmeline's phone

had just bitten down on a lemon. It must be Benjamin,

her phone screen, the name

Abel blinked. "What film

had already snatched up the phone to answer the call. "Yes,

Emma," Simon replied. "Everyone's here on set except for you. Is everything

burned. "Yes, yes, everything's okay. I haven't forgotten about the stunt job, Mr. Faughn! Something came up, that's all. I'll be there in half an hour! I'm

as you

at her full in the face, startling her so much that she pulled the covers up over herself and shrank back involuntarily. "What are you doing?

narrowly. "Emmeline Louise, are you out of your mind, taking

pulled herself together

immediately turned and reached for his wallet, then pulled out a bank

mind flashed back to that scene from five years ago, and the old grievance rose up within her again. Waspishly, she shot

and his brows raised so high they almost disappeared into his hairline. "Ms. Emma Emmaline Louise, Alana set her pretty little trap so well back then that the entire incident

Alono set her pretty little trop so well bock then thot the entire incident

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

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