Ch. 461..470

Chapter 461

After that, Catherine Batton gave Stanley Batton a call on the phone. However, his phone was switched off.

Catherine hung up right away and decided she would call him again later.

***

Meanwhile, in the municipal hospital, Mary Sullivan was lying on her bed, looking pleased as she pictured Catherine being beaten up by a group of people in her mind.

The more she thought about it, the more relieved she felt.

Mary had no idea why people like Catherine could be brave enough to mess with her.

After snorting coldly, she quickly picked up her phone as she waited for her henchmen to send her pictures of Catherine being beaten up.

Right then, Bailey Ronson pushed through the door with containers of food.

When Bailey saw Mary, she let out a long, helpless sigh before sitting by Mary's bed with a pained look on her face. "I've asked the doctors. You'll be able to leave the hospital in three days. Your father has already forgiven you after I kept trying to convince him."

Mary appeared pleasantly surprised. "Is that true? Has Father truly forgiven me?"

"Yeah..." Bailey nodded.

Mary was instantly overjoyed. "That's great."

Right after she finished speaking, somebody pushed the door open.

Quickly, three police officers walked in, and the leader directly stood next to Mary's bed. "Are you Mary Sullivan?"

"Yes, I am..." Mary nodded.

"You're involved in a case of hired assault, and you need to return to the police station with us for further investigations," the leader said.

"What?" Mary felt her vision turning dark.

The henchmen she hired clearly said they wouldn't sell her out. What was going on?

"Mary, what is all this?" Bailey asked, confusedly.

"Are you Mrs. Sullivan? We received a call tonight from a young girl by the name of Catherine Batton. She claimed she was attacked by a group of men in the underground parking lot below Unconscious Bar. After she took them all down, she forced one of them to confess that your daughter, Mary Sullivan, was the one who hired them."

"Catherine even recorded a video as proof... Hence, we need your daughter to come with us to the police station," the leader added.

Mary was shocked to hear what he said.

Did that mean all the henchmen she hired actually couldn't beat Catherine up?

Not only did they fail to hurt her, Catherine even beat them up.

More importantly, instead of Catherine, Mary was the one in trouble.

Mary's father had only just forgiven her. At this point, what would happen to Mary if her father received news about what she did?

Would she be kicked out of the house?

When Mary thought of this, she felt her scalp prickle.

As she pondered, the leading police officer immediately put her hands in a cuff. The two other police officers then quickly pushed the wheelchair over before placing Mary into it.

Bailey was still in shock. Based on how well she knew Mary, she was certain these police officers were telling the truth.

Since the policemen were around, Bailey didn't question them any further. Instead, she tried to smile as she approached him. "I think there must have been a misunderstanding here. I hope you won't get Mary involved in this. I'll give you anything you want."

"This has nothing to do with money. Now, your daughter has broken the law. All are equal before the law," the leading police officer added.

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After he was done talking, the leading police officer directly pushed Mary Sullivan out of the ward.

Mary quickly turned around and looked at Bailey Ronson. "Mother, you mustn't let my father find out about this."

Bailey nodded before looking for the contact number of Sullivan Group's in-house lawyer, Logan Dankworth, on her phone. She directly called him after that. "Hello, Logan, I need your help." With that, Bailey quickly ran him through what Mary did and asked him to keep it a secret.

"I will keep it a secret, Madam..." Logan immediately said.

"Logan, you must get Mary out of that place as soon as possible." Bailey felt her heart ache when she thought about how Mary had to be in the police station despite being in such a poor physical state. "Don't worry. Since Catherine Batton isn't a prominent individual, it'll only take a short while to get Mary out of there," Logan said.

***

When Mary arrived at the police station, she coincidentally bumped into Logan.

As soon as Mary saw Logan, she immediately smiled in her wheelchair. "Uncle Logan, you're finally here."

Logan smiled at Mary before whispering by her ear. "Mary, I've already sorted everything out. Don't worry about a single thing."

A look of joy flashed through Mary's eyes. "Really?"

"Just go in to put on a show," Logan said softly after chuckling.

"What about my father? Does he know?" Mary asked carefully.

Logan shook his head.

Mary immediately felt relieved. After that, she leaned into her wheelchair, relaxed, and allowed the policemen to push her inside. After entering the police station, the policemen pushed Mary into an interrogation room.

Logan followed right behind her.

Inside, there was already a policeman waiting for them. When the man saw Logan, he immediately gave Logan a look.

After that, the policemen pushed Mary over to the desk before leaving.

The policeman in charge of interrogating Mary turned on the camera and looked at her. "Miss Sullivan, do you recognize these people?"

After that, the policeman pushed a bunch of photos close to Mary. These were all photos of the people who were involved in attacking Catherine.

Mary decisively shook her head.

"Mary doesn't know who these people are, and she also didn't hire any of them to attack Catherine. Now, you only have testaments from these people. Without any concrete proof, I have reason to suspect that Catherine intentionally conspired with those people against Mary.

"Mary was involved in a conflict with Catherine a few hours ago. It's not unlikely for Catherine to want to set Mary up. In fact, it's reasonable for her to have such a motive.

"I hope that you bring Catherine in and investigate this thoroughly to prevent falsely accusing an innocent person. More importantly, the criminal mustn't get away with it," Logan said.

When Mary heard these things, she immediately smiled satisfactorily. She was now in a terribly good mood.

"If there's nothing else, I will be leaving with Mary. She's been seriously wounded. By right, she can't be moving around like this. The consequences of getting an infection are unimaginable," Logan said as he quickly stood up and prepared to push Mary out.

Nobody stood in his way.

When the two of them arrived at the entrance of the police station, the policeman in charge of taking their deposition ran out quickly. "Don't worry. It's all been sorted out," he said as he looked at Logan.

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Logan Dankworth nodded politely at the policeman before pushing Mary Sullivan out and heading to his black Audi.

Wee-woo... Wee-woo... Right then, a police car's siren could be heard.

Very soon, the police car stopped near the entrance of the police station. Catherine Batton was escorted out of the car by two policemen.

When Mary saw this, she immediately looked at Logan. "Stop," she said.

After that, Mary fixed her gaze upon Catherine's face as a pleased smile appeared on her face. Mary's eyes turned cold.

Very soon, Catherine also noticed Mary and began to frown.

"Push me over..." Mary ordered.

Logan quickly pushed Mary over to Catherine.

Mary snorted coldly. "Look who's here. You're actually at the police station too. Not only did you fail to frame me, but you ended up getting yourself into trouble. Don't you think you're such a sad case?" Catherine frowned even more deeply as the anger in her grew. "Don't be too happy too soon, you mummy. It's still not certain who'll end up inside yet," Catherine said through gritted teeth.

Mary was confident about her victory. "Haha... Who else could it be? Of course, it's you. Can't you see that I'm being released without any repercussions? Do you think you have what it takes to fight against me? Why don't you take a look at yourself? You're nothing. If I want you in jail, you'll be in jail."

"Oh," Catherine snorted coldly.

Very soon, the police officers escorting Catherine became impatient and pushed her forward. "Stop talking and move it," one of them said annoyedly as he shoved Catherine.

Catherine turned around and glared at him coldly. She felt even angrier now.

This was too much to bear.

Mary had actually made things up and made Catherine appear like the villain.

"Catherine Batton, you're too weak to fight against me. Look at yourself. You're just a lowly peasant!" Mary shouted at Catherine from behind.

Mary's words caused Catherine's anger to escalate even further. Catherine felt as if she would soon explode.

If it weren't because she was still in cuffs, she would've gone back there to slap Mary several times.

"Uncle Logan, how long would she be in prison for framing other people?" Mary asked while she looked at Catherine's pathetic state.

"Normally, cases like hers that involve a huge loss for the victim, and in your case, that's you, it would be between one to three years," Logan said with a respectful nod.

"That's great. Once she's inside, we must arrange for her to stay with a violent maniac. I want this woman to suffer in there!" Mary exclaimed.

The more Mary thought about it, the more excited she felt. She couldn't help but clench her fists with a cold look in her eyes.

"Of course." Logan helped Mary into his car before folding her wheelchair and placing it in the car's boot. He then turned on the engine.

Mary casually leaned against the chair as she looked at Logan. "Uncle Logan, have you really sorted everything out? Could anything go wrong?"

"I'm the one handling all this. Don't worry. The new chief of police in this police station is my good friend. He will help sort everything out for you.

"He's already deleted all conversation history between you and those men. Apart from that, those criminals have also agreed to accuse Catherine in return for a lighter sentence," Logan said. "Don't worry. Dealing with normal people like Catherine Batton is a piece of cake," Logan added confidently.

Mary smiled yet again. "All's good then."

It might have been challenging to deal with the rich and influential but dealing with an ordinary person like Catherine was perhaps even easier than killing an ant.

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Very soon, Catherine Batton was forcefully escorted into the interrogation room.

One of the policemen was too rough and accidentally kicked her right leg. Fortunately, she didn't trip over.

However, her right ankle hurt a lot.

"Ouch..." Catherine couldn't help but mutter under her breath.

As soon as they walked in, the policeman in charge of interrogating Catherine waved at the people who escorted her.

Very soon, the policemen who escorted Catherine there pushed her forcefully onto a chair.

Catherine frowned unhappily as she glared at the policeman in charge of interrogating her.

The others quickly left, and the two of them were the only ones left in the spacious interrogation room.

The bright light made it difficult for Catherine to open her eyes.

"Catherine Batton, do you know that framing other people is a crime?" The policeman directly asked.

"What the hell? Me framing other people? Clearly, Mary Sullivan was the one has who instructed those men to hurt me. What did I frame her for?" Catherine snorted coldly.

Her right ankle was hurting badly. It was feeling even worse over time.

"Mary has already mentioned that she didn't do such a thing. We also didn't find any evidence of her communicating with those people. Now, those men have admitted that you were the one who instructed them to play the part. Your objective was to frame Mary," the policeman said coldly as he looked at her in disgust.

"Huh? Do you believe it just because she said it?" Catherine became angrier when she heard what was said. Her face turned colder too.

"What else? Now, it's been established that you are the criminal who framed Mary Sullivan. Even if you don't admit it, it's a fact," the policeman said coldly.

When Catherine heard this, she immediately understood that this man had been bribed.

Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened.

Very soon, the policeman turned off the camera and looked at Catherine. "It has been decided. Even if you don't want to admit it, you must."

"This is too much. You will pay for what you did today," Catherine said, each word loud and clear.

The man snorted coldly. "Huh? Pay for it? What can you make me pay for? The person who will pay for it is you, little girl. From today onward, you will have to suffer at least a year, or up to three years, in prison."

"It's still uncertain as to who will go to prison yet," Catherin said, unbaffled.

"Such arrogance. I'd like to see if you can still be this arrogant when you get sent to prison," the man said through gritted teeth.

If a look could kill, Catherine believed she would've been dead by now.

However, she remained calm and leaned into her chair ever so casually. "You should say that to yourself too. Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are," he said nonchalantly.

Catherine didn't say anything else. She lowered her head and flicked her nails gently.

"Someone, come in here!" he shouted angrily at the door after being enraged by Catherine.

This was the first time he met a criminal with such arrogance.

Very soon, several police officers walked in.

He glared at Catherine coldly before looking at the other policemen. "Send this person to the first prison unit to wait for her sentencing right away."

"I'd like to see which of you dares to touch me today," Catherine glared at the rest of them coldly as she flicked her nails.

"Take this darned kid away right now!" The man who interrogated her shouted angrily.

Right then, there was suddenly a commotion by the door.

After that, it suddenly became very quiet.

Noah Smith, the first man to walk in through the door, was accompanied by an older man with a head full of gray hair. The two of them looked extremely serious.

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When the interrogation officer saw this scene, he immediately nodded respectfully before quickly walking up to the older man. "Sir, why are you here?" At this moment, Catherine Batton's anger dissipated completely.

She looked at Noah Smith joyfully. "Noah, why did you come?"

Everyone was shocked.

Although they were unsure of who this young man next to their head of the department was, they knew that he was definitely not an ordinary citizen.

From the looks of it, he probably ranked even higher than their head of department.

They were clearly in trouble seeing how close Catherine seemed to be acquainted with this man.

The interrogation officer's arrogance dissipated instantly. He began to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

In fact, he didn't even dare to look at Catherine again.

"Why am I here? You bunch of useless crap!" The older man exclaimed before forcefully kicking the interrogation officer in his stomach.

The man fell to the ground in the next second, holding his stomach and crying in pain.

Catherine began to smile in a relaxed manner.

"How dare you touch her? Do you have a death wish?" The older man pointed at the interrogation officer, who was now panting on the ground, as he shouted angrily. After that, he glared at the people behind him. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and uncuff Miss Catherine."

Very soon, a few men rushed to uncuff Catherine.

Catherine moved her wrist slightly before standing up.

However, as soon as she got up, her right ankle started to hurt. "Ahh..." She cried out in pain and sat back on the chair.

Noah's pupils dilated slightly as he worriedly walked over to her. "What happened to you?"

Catherine pointed at her right ankle. "My leg was kicked. It hurts a lot."

"Did they do it?" Noah asked.

As soon as he asked, everyone began to shudder once again.

Catherine nodded.

Without saying anything, Noah directly carried her in his arms.

Suddenly being picked up like a princess, Catherine began to blush. "Oh, it's alright. I can walk."

However, Noah didn't say a word. Instead, he silently carried Catherine over to the older man. "Whoever touched her can resign." "Yes..." The older man nodded respectfully.

Without saying another else, Noah carried Catherine quickly out of the room.

While he did so, he kept asking her about her leg.

After Noah had left, someone mustered the courage to look at the older man. "Sir, who was that guy?"

"His surname is Smith. Who do you think he is?" The older man said coldly.

Everyone immediately knew who he was referring to when they heard that. Cold sweats began to appear on their foreheads...

Noah carried Catherine all the way to his black Bentley. After that, he began to inspect her ankle carefully. When he saw the red and swollen part of her ankle, he frowned slightly. "I'll take you to the hospital." Catherine quickly pulled her leg away and looked at Noah. "Why did you show up here? You were in the restroom when the cops took me away."

"After I came back and found that you were gone, I tried to call, but you didn't pick up. I was worried something might have happened to you, and so I asked for the surveillance footage in the bar," Noah said.

When Catherine heard this, she instantly rubbed Noah's head with a pleased look on her face. "Noah, you've become smarter and smarter. It's like you've transformed into some completely different from when you were a kid."

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Noah Smith smiled at her. "What's wrong with the younger me?"

"You were just like a fool back then. You lost to me in all the games we played, or to be exact, you lost to me in everything, dumbo." Catherine Batton hissed with a disgusted face.

The smile on Noah's face beamed wider. He simply started the engine of the car without saying anything, speeding down the road toward the hospital. "Mary Sullivan... I'd be damned if I'm going to let her get away with that."

Catherine nodded in agreement. "We're not going to let her off so easily!"

Noah remained silent and continued to accelerate down the street.

***

Meanwhile at Municipal Hospital, Mary Sullivan was lying leisurely on the bed with a slice of pineapple in her hand, eating in a relaxed and idle mood.

Bailey Ronson sat right beside her. She was busy peeling an apple.

Mary sneered as she swallowed a mouthful of pineapple. "Hahaha, Catherine Batton has probably been thrown into jail now. Serves her right! Know your place, girl, before you try to challenge me." Bailey casually threw a piece of the apple skin into the trash can and looked at her. "Next, I'm going to make sure that she enjoys herself to the fullest in jail."

Mary bursted into laughter, leaving an evil chill in the air.

Buzz..... Buzz..... Buzz... Suddenly, Bailey's and Mary's phones vibrated at the same time, pulling the two away from their merriment.

The two of them dropped their heads instantly to take a look at the notification that was displayed on their screens.

The bolded title of the article hit them in the eye as soon as they tapped on the notification.

"Mary Sullivan, daughter of Sullivan Food Group instructed men to hurt an innocent girl yet refused to admit her mistake. Unforgivably, she joined forces with the police to turn the tide and frame the victim!" The ladies looked up in shock, mouth agape.

"What... What's going on? How did that happen?" Mary shrieked, the phone in her palm was abnormally hot as if it was going to burn her hand the next second.

Bailey shook her head frantically, no words seemed to escape from her mouth.

"Didn't Uncle Logan say he'll settle everything? What happened?" Her scream echoed in the ward. Pure fear was all that was on her mind at that moment. She did not know what to do.

Before she could say anything else, the door was flung open followed by a few policemen dashing into her ward.

Mary was aghast by their sudden appearance, her utter dismay reflected in her eyes. "What are you guys doing here?"

Without any warning, several policemen charged at Mary and put the handcuffs on her.

Mary stopped dead in her tracks. "Are you guys crazy?"

Bailey, too, was dumbstruck by the scene in front of her. "Sir, I... I'm afraid there might be a misunderstanding."

"There's no misunderstanding. Miss Sullivan's case is reversed and she's remanded so she must be sent to the police station now," One of the policemen declared.

A feeling of dread crept up from the pits of Mary's and Bailey's guts. The two muttered in unison, "How is that possible?"

"It was the only son of the Vice President himself who came to the rescue." A policeman explained with an indifferent tone in his voice.

Shortly after, Mary was forced to sit on the wheelchair and pushed out of the ward by the policemen.

Horror and anxiety surged up within her as she was pushed along the aisle.

She had a feeling that she was finished. What was more, she totally had no idea why Catherine Batton was so powerful.

Why would the only son of the vice president interfere with the case just to save her?

Could it be that there were some unrevealed secrets between the two of them?

Anyhow, there was no way she could escape with the vice president's son stepping in. Trying to defeat him and set herself free was a lost cause. Meanwhile, the article had gone viral on the internet and all the netizens were attacking Mary.

In no time, the incident had occupied the top spot of the trending list on Weibo.

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The truth of the whole incident had united many netizens with deep hatred for Mary Sullivan. They were constantly reviling Mary as well as the irresponsible police officers who helped her.

The negative comments against the Sullivan family had finally ceased. However, Mary's incident had yet caused another outbreak of verbal abuse against her family.

"Mary Sullivan and the ones at the police station, would you just die already? My Lord, the world is too dark."

"The Sullivans never failed to appall me with their inhumane behavior. Pretending to be innocent after harming people, framing people, and sending people to jail. I don't even know how to register the incident in my mind!"

"I strongly demand a harsh sentence for Mary Sullivan that b*tch! Let her die, please!!!"

"Let's continue to boycott the products of Sullivan Food Group! Put them out of business! Please!!!"

When the police pushed Mary out of the hospital, Tom Sullivan found himself getting out of the car, smoldering with resentment.

His face was as dark as night the moment he caught sight of Mary.

Very soon, Mary met her father's eyes too. Her body was trembling with fear instantaneously.

Breathless with anger, Tony darted at Mary and raised his hand back. He threw his hand forward as hard as he could, whip across Mary's face. "Ungrateful kid! What else can you do besides causing troubles?"

The slap stung her face and it left a red welt behind. Mary timidly stared at his face with her watery eyes as the pain, crying for mercy, "I'm sorry, Daddy. I was wrong. Please save me..."

"Save you? You better stay in the jail and reflect on yourself! You're such a disaster to the family when you're out here!" Following that statement, Tony marched into the hospital without turning his head. "No! Daddy, no..." Mary yelled as loud as she could, raw panic was in her voice.

At that moment, she felt as if she had been pushed into a bottomless hell. She was surrounded by complete darkness. There was no sign of light, no sign of hope.

Fear paralyzed her, dread twisted in her gut.

She was afraid that her father would abandon her, watching her drown in her own tears. If her father really meant his words, undoubtedly she would have to spend half of her life in jail. This time, the problem she had caused was grave, and so was its impact.

***

While all this was happening, Xyla Quest who was resting in her ward saw the news about the dispute between Catherine Batton and Mary Sulllivan on Weibo.

Upon reading the details of the news, Xyla's face darkened instantaneously.

Sitting at the side, Georgie Clementine was reading about the same article too and her face was equally cold.

"I never thought Mary Sullivan would go this far! The article says that the police have caught her and they're on their way to the police station. She's definitely dead this time. It serves her right," Georgie rebuked as anger flooded her veins.

Xyla snorted cold-heartedly. "She asked for it."

"I saw someone in the comment section said that the Vice President's son saved Catherine Batton from the incident personally. It was unexpected that Noah Smith and Catherine actually knew each other. I bet the two of them must have an unusual relationship," Georgie added.

"Yeah." Xyla agreed with her.

Without further delay, she searched for Five Batton's contact in the call history and gave him a call right away.

She was unsure if Stanley was aware about the incident that happened to his sister. At any rate, it was necessary for her to contact and inform him about it.

As soon as the call was made, the door of her ward was pushed open.

The man rejected the call before walking into the ward.

"Five Batton... Did you know what happened to your sister?" Xyla looked at him and asked.

Stanley Batton approached her and frowned slightly. "Yeah, just saw it. I called her just now and she told me that she's on her way to the hospital to deal with a foot injury."

"A foot injury?" Worrisome was written all over Xyla's face.

"Yes, she twisted her foot." Stanley explained before putting the two bags of supper that he brought on the bedside table. "I'm going to wait for her at the entrance. By the way, I bought some supper for you." Following that, he turned around and left the ward.

The door clicked shut behind him when his phone started to vibrate.

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It was Sharon Lindt who called him. Pressing the green 'answer' icon, Stanley Batton picked up his mother's call while heading to the elevator.

The two nurses who walked past Stanley were astounded by his handsome features. Their immediate reaction was to clutch each other's hands, secretly screaming in excitement. However, Stanley did not give a fig about them.

"Stan, our baby girl was awfully bullied by the Sullivans. You ought to make Mary Sullivan pay the price!" Sharon could be heard bellowing in anger on the other end of the phone.

Stanley strode into the elevator and pressed the button to close the elevator doors under the attention and admiration of countless girls.

"I get it," he said before he hung up the phone.

On the other hand, Xyla could not take her eyes off the supper that Stanley had left behind since the man went out of her ward. She did not notice it, but the corner of her lips had started curving upwards into a gentle smile.

She did not touch those suppers at all. On the contrary, she turned to Georgie Clementine and pleaded, "Georgie, please push me to Catherine's ward. I want to see her."

"Alright." Without hesitation, Georgie reached out for the wheelchair placed beside the door and carefully assisted her to sit on it.

***

When Stanley reached Catherine Batton's ward, the doctor had already examined her foot. She was currently sitting on her bed, busy chatting with Noah Smith.

Her eyes took on a hurt and pitiful expression the moment she saw Stanley. "Fifth brother, you're finally here."

Stepping forward, Stanley ran his fingers through her hair gently and asked about her condition with a concerned face. "Are you okay?"

Catherine nodded in response. "I'm fine. I tried to contact you after I called the police but apparently your phone was turned off. Therefore, I decided to inform you later after you turn on your phone. Well, who knew that such a thing would happen to me?"

Upon hearing that, Stanley felt terribly guilty about his slip-up. "I'm so sorry. My phone ran out of battery."

Catherine smiled encouragingly. "It's nothing, Fifth brother."

Stanley did not say anything as the discomfort in his heart remained. Slowly, his eyes fell on Noah Smith.

Meeting his gaze, Noah beamed a smile at him. "Hey Fifth brother."

"Hey," He responded, his tone as flat as a pancake. Then, he sat near the edge of Catherine's bed and asked, "Which foot of yours is hurt?"

Rolling up the pant of her right leg, Catherine exposed her red and swollen right ankle, pointing it to her brother. "Here it is. I looked extremely pathetic just now."

"Does it hurt?" Stanley asked, feeling sorry for her.

Catherine shook her head. "Not really, it's bearable."

In the middle of their conversation, Georgie pushed Xyla into the ward.

Anxiety crept over Catherine's face as soon as she noticed Xyla's arrival. "Sis... Xyla, why are you here? Don't you know your own condition?"

Stanley got up from the bed immediately and walked toward Xyla, taking the wheelchair from Georgie. "What's wrong with you? Did I say you can leave your bed? Hmm?" Xyla looked at Catherine and answered, "I'm worried about Catherine."

"Nonsense. Back to your ward immediately." A serious expression etched on Stanley's face. He glanced at Georgie and continued, "Please bring her back."

Xyla furrowed her brows as she stared deep at his handsome face. Desperately, she insisted on staying behind, "I don't want to..."

Stanley massaged his forehead helplessly. "Be a good girl, alright?"

Xyla shook her head once more, refusing his attempt again. "I'll stay for a while before I leave."

"..." Seeing that the girl was not going to comply, Stanley stopped arguing with her and gave in.

Xyla grinned in satisfaction and fell silent as well.

Catherine was impressed by the scene in front of her. She could not help but exclaimed, "This is definitely my first time to see my brother being so submissive to a girl, other than me." Upon hearing that, Xyla's heart somewhat fluttered though her expression remained calm as usual. She switched the subject right away to disguise herself. "Catherine, how do you feel?" "It's no big deal," replied Catherine.

"Hey Xyla, you're here." Noah looked at Xyla, all the time smiling.

"Yup." Xyla returned a smile as well.

She remembered that she saw someone mention Noah's name on Weibo, saying that he had gone to the police station to save Catherine personally. The two of them must be hiding their secret relationship from the rest, Xyla guessed.

Nevertheless, she did not pursue the matter.

"When will you be discharged from the hospital?" Xyla stared at Catherine's face, her eyes were full of concern.

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After staying at Catherine Batton's ward for some time, Stanley Batton decided to push Xyla Quest back to her ward.

Georgie Clementine followed closely behind them.

As soon as the three of them set foot into the ward, Stanley placed his hands around Xyla's back and knees and lifted her up carefully. After putting her down on the bed, he thoughtfully grabbed a large pillow and placed it behind Xyla so that Xyla could lean on it comfortably.

Xyla's heart was still fluttering and pounding as she looked at the man in front of her.

"You should stay with Catherine and look after her. I can take care of myself," she said.

"She will be fine with so many nurses around her." Stanley reassured her before pulling a chair to sit beside her.

"I don't think it's a good idea to leave her alone. I have Georgie with me so don't worry about me," Xyla continued to insist.

"Have you washed your face?" Stanley asked as he ignored her demand.

Xyla shook her head in response.

Immediately, he got up and headed straight to the bathroom.

Georgie was astonished by Stanley's decision and his sincerity to care for Xyla. Xyla was merely his non-blood related, temporary wife while Catherine was his own sister, sharing the same blood as his. However, he was willing to leave his sister alone just to look after Xyla.

In particular, Xyla was not even on her own but accompanied by her.

She could clearly feel that Xyla's position in Stanley's heart was unique and irreplaceable.

"Georgie, I think you should go back first since he's staying around." Xyla said as their eyes met.

Georgie did not say anything much. She simply urged Xyla to take care of herself and bid a brief farewell. Then, she paused and stared deep at the bathroom for a moment before she turned away and walked out of the ward.

After Georgie had left, Stanley returned to Xyla's side with a basin of warm water in his hands.

There was a snow white towel hung on his right lower arm. Despite that it was a cheap towel just like any other towels out there, it seemed exceptionally classy the way it was placed on his body. "Where's Georgie?" he asked.

"I told her to leave since you kept insisting to stay here. There's no need for her to look after me then." Xyla continued, "Georgie has lots of work to do as well."

He raised his eyes and stared at Xyla, a tinge of suspicion flashed across his eyes.

Her attitude toward him went back to normal.

Were all women the same? Being emotionally unstable?

He tried not to think about it. Placing the basin on the floor, he wet the towel and squeezed it to drain the extra water before wiping Xyla's face with care and attentiveness.

On the other hand, Xyla had been sitting still on the bed the entire time, her face only expressed the enjoyment from his service.

Though it was just a simple, intimate act, it was difficult to suppress the contentment and felicity that overtook her heart.

Because of him, she felt that her youthful years had become a little warmer.

Because of him, it seemed that the night skies outside of the window at that moment were more beautiful than usual.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Stanley helped Xyla to lie down on the bed.

Shortly after, he sat on the couch beside her bed and sent a text message to Zack Cassidy on WeChat. "Why does a woman blow hot and cold on you?"

On the other end of the phone, Zack had already fallen asleep.

His eyes opened slowly as he heard the vibration of his phone. Stretching his hand, he grabbed his phone and took a look at the incoming message.

Blurred and confused, his gaze shifted from the message to the time shown on the top right corner. It was nearly eleven o'clock at night. Zack heaved a deep sigh of helplessness while he sat up weakly, all the time mumbling to himself. 'Love can make one crazy indeed.'

He ruffled his hair and began typing on his phone. "Are you asking on behalf of your friend again?"

Stanley cleared his throat to conceal his charade as he replied Zack with a simple 'Yes'.

Yawning in sleepiness, Zack ran his fingers across the keyboard again:

"There are two possibilities in general. Firstly, the girl has a thing on your friend. She's trying to attract his attention by acting cold toward him."

"As for the second one, the girl is simply upset during that period of time because she encountered someone or something that made her unhappy, such as having her period."

Chapter 470

Chapter 470

After reading Zack Cassidy's reply, Stanley Batton fixed his gaze on Xyla Quest.

Xyla, on the other hand, had already fallen asleep here and now.

Meanwhile, Zack texted him again and asked, "Do you have any other questions?"

Stanley decided to ignore the message so he threw his phone to the side and headed to the bathroom to wash up.

***

The next morning, Xyla was awakened by a sudden noise of the phone vibrating.

Stanley also opened his eyes slowly and stretched his arm at the coffee table, his fingertips searching for his phone. He got up from the couch and shuffled to the floor-to-ceiling window to pick up the call.

Xyla sat up and casually stretched her back. She then grasped her phone and clicked open the news app.

"Fifth master, Logan Dankworth, the lawyer of Sullivan Food Group, had taken all the blame for bribing the police officers."

"The case had escalated into a huge ruckus and it went viral on the internet, garnering the attention of almost every citizen."

"As for Mary Sullivan, although she had instructed people to harm our Seventh Mistress, she didn't cause any harm to her personally. Therefore, she'll only be detained for a month later on."

"The Chairman's mistress of Sullivan Group was behind the incident. Everything was orchestrated by her."

"The President had made a call just now, hoping that we'll put a stop to the incident before it's aggravated as the matter had excessively affected the credibility of police officers."

Zack reported the matter to Stanley as detailed as possible, the seriousness in his tone was only amplified with each word he spoke.

Stanley's eyes only expressed calmness as he strode to the balcony and observed the heavy traffic on the street underneath. "Keep an eye on Mary for the next month."

Zack snorted in response. "Of course I will."

Shortly after, Stanley hung up the phone and returned to the ward.

In the meantime, Xyla was reading a trending news on her phone. Her attention was fully drawn to it such that she did not notice Stanley's appearance at all.

The news said that no less than forty police officers-from the police station that was in charge of Catherine Batton's case-were fired for colluding with the Sullivans, perverting the course of justice. These police officers involved ranged from the senior officers to the police constabulary. Furthermore, Mary Sullivan would be detained for a month as she had hired people to harm Catherine Batton. Last but not least, Logan Dankworth, as a lawyer of Sullivan Food Group, was sentenced to three years of imprisonment for bribing the police officers.

Upon reading the news, Xyla's mood was lifted instantly, her heart leaped up for joy.

Stepping forward, Stanley sat beside her and peeked at the screen of the phone, his face remained expressionless. "What would you like to have for breakfast? I'll get it for you."

A smile blossomed on Xyla's face when she brought the phone to his eyes and shook it happily at him. "Did you see that? All of them have been punished."

Stanley's mouth curved up into a shallow arc. "Indeed."

***

At the same time, Catherine Batton was reading about the news too in her own ward.

Likewise, she could hardly contain her happiness to receive such good news in the morning.

Engulfed with joy, she stretched her body comfortably and sat up from the bed.

Detaining Mary for a month was more than enough for her.

It worked off her anger just by imagining Mary wailing and weeping in the jail!

Knock knock knock... A short series of raps from the door broke the silence in the ward and interrupted Catherine's thoughts.

Catherine found herself turning to face the door subconsciously. "Please come in."

In response, the door was pushed open slightly.

Josh Batton sneaked into the ward and locked the door immediately.

He was wearing a grey hoodie, his hat stacked on top of the hood. His face was covered with a huge sunglasses as well as a mask, barely exposing any of his flesh.

His entire face was safely and perfectly covered. The only things that were visible were his hands which were carrying two large bags of food.

Nevertheless, the strong noble aura exuded from him was impossible to hide or disguise.

"Sixth brother, why are you here?" Catherine's eyes opened wide, attentive and brimming with surprise. "Aren't you supposed to be shooting a commercial overseas now?"

She clearly remembered that her brother had informed her about that when he gave her a call last night to inquire about the incident.

Strutting forward, Josh sat near the edge of her bed and slowly took off his sunglasses and mask. He placed them on the bedside table before he answered her question. "I'm worried about you so I decided to pay you a visit first... I'll be leaving in a short while."

Catherine felt her heart melt hearing her brother's words. "Aww... Sixth brother, you're so nice to me."

Josh stroked her hair gently and lovingly. "How are you? Everything's alright?"

Catherine nodded in response. "It's not too bad I supposed. The pain is gone this morning.