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."

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

no need to fear rumors if we haven't

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

the night with a beautiful woman in his arms without doing anything about it, they would suspect he was either lying or something

that moment,

as if he had just bitten down on a lemon. It must be Benjamin, calling to check up on

her phone screen, the name on the display read, "Film

blinked.

up the phone to answer the call. "Yes,

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

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 all. I'll be there in

as you can; everyone's waiting on

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 and shrank back involuntarily. "What are you doing? Why are

Abel eyed her narrowly. "Emmeline Louise, are you out of your mind,

pulled herself together enough to retort, "That's right, being poor has definitely stunted my brain.

a bank card. "Is ten

scene from five years ago, and

hairline. "Ms. Emma Emmaline Louise, Alana set her pretty little trap so well back then that the entire incident remains a blur to me still.

then thot the entire incident remoins o blur to me still. You con't use thot ogoinst me. It's just like you ond Adrien; you con't

her. She hodn't even been

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