Side Chick Era... Over

Chapter 905

Simon’s heart eased slightly when he saw that Sharon hadn’t refused or tried to evade responsibility at such a critical moment.

With Carter’s condition uncertain, he had countless matters waiting for him. He couldn’t spare much time persuading Sharon. He was about to hang up when her voice stopped him.

“Simon, if anything happens, contact me right away.”

“Sharon, don’t worry,” he replied. “If there’s any news about Mr. Biggs, you’ll be the first to know.”

Sharon didn’t say she would come over, and Simon didn’t suggest it either.

If those assassins had been capable of striking at Carter, there was no telling if Sharon might be their next target. Her rushing over recklessly would be far too dangerous.

In a hospital in Amstern City, Denise waited in the corridor outside the operating room, her face pale as paper.

The echo of approaching footsteps filled the empty hallway.

She turned her head. When her gaze fell on the refined, handsome man walking toward her, her eyes instantly lit up. It was as though her wandering soul had finally returned, finding its

anchor.

“Julliard!” Her voice broke. Her reddened eyes revealed she had been crying for a long time.

as she spoke in

by assassins because of me. He

him and snuck out to play. I even ditched the bodyguards he assigned to

to stay in more, to avoid crowded or enclosed places. But I couldn’t

gently patted her back,

Don’t blame yourself. If

of guilt clouded

was the one who recommended that

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interactions had been limited to polite greetings and casual small talk. They were never

they had truly grown familiar. She discovered, to her delight, that they shared the same

about a newly opened one. She had originally planned

had canceled at the last minute. With no other choice, she joined a few

she entered, something felt wrong. Her “teammates” disappeared without

trace.

instinct was to call for help, but

someone had been tailing her in the shadows-a figure clearly not part of the game’s

she had dialed

room was cramped and dim, riddled with blind spots that even surveillance

one assassin lurking there. Not two