Chapter 100

His arm was burning with pain, but his mind was clear. He recognized the figure approaching him, “You?”

She was the waitress from Red Jack Club.

Allison had a first–aid kit in her hands. Wearing her dress made it inconvenient to bend over, so she knelt down on the carpet, pulled out some bandages and alcohol, and began to treat his wound. She never imagined he’d actually hurt himself this badly.

The wound was deep and bleeding heavily.

Allison’s palm was warm with his blood, her fingers were trembling.

She took a deep breath, seemingly a bit scared.

“Mr. Crane, it might hurt a bit, just bear with it,” she said, pressing the alcohol–soaked cotton ball onto his wound. For a moment, she squeezed her eyes shut, as if she didn’t dare to look.

Aidan gave a cold laugh, “You’re scared, yet you came back?”

Allison thought she shouldn’t have returned either, “You’re right, I will mind my own business from now on.”

woman peculiar. She was naive and innocent. He had been drugged, lost control of himself, and nearly forced her to help relieve his desires. But looking into her clear, bright eyes, Aidan sobered up. The drug was potent, so he had to stab himself. Although it wasn’t

his leg, this was

he didn’t expect was that this

a fool, but…

like butterfly wings. Her naive and kind demeanor made his heart

and began treating his wound himself, “You really are

I

could treat his wound himself, she assumed he would be

the door and heard Aidan’s

knew Parker,

went to the washroom to wash her hands, then found Parker and

waiting for you, you should

door of the room and

aback, quickly stepping over to Aidan, “Mr. Crane.”

the carpet, and Aidan’s arm, now wrapped in white gauze. The bleeding had stopped, Aidan’s lips were pale, he looked at Parker, “Find out what happened tonight!”

his body

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