Chapter 8 Ashton, Are You Looking for Me?

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After getting out of the taxi, Joanna Lawrence rushed towards the hospital.

She was running so fast and so anxiously that she almost tripped and fell on the ground when climbing the hospital stairs.

Not far away, a driver in a parked black Rolls-Royce saw her hurriedly running into the hospital. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone and made a call.

After the call, the driver respectfully said, "President Heath."

"What is it?" On the other end of the phone, a man's voice was deep, cold, full of texture, like the sound of a low-pitched cello.

"Per your instructions, I've been following the young lady, and it seems something has happened at her place. She just took a taxi to the hospital. Her face doesn't look good, and she seems very anxious. Do you want me to notify our acquaintances at the hospital?"

Normally, the driver wouldn't dare to meddle in such matters.

This was the first time President Heath asked him to follow someone, and it was a woman nonetheless.

Moreover, this woman had come out of President Heath's room just this morning!

Based on this alone, she had a unique significance to President Heath.

Prior to this, there hadn't even been a shadow of a woman around him!

The man on the other end was silent for a few seconds before saying, "You go over and check."

"Yes, President Heath."

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At the hospital, outside the Emergency Room.

When Joanna arrived, Jeremy was still being treated inside.

She waited outside in despair for over an hour before the tightly closed doors of the Operating Room finally opened.

Doctors came out one after another.

Joanna quickly walked over and anxiously asked the first doctor who came out, "Doctor, how's my brother?"

Taking off his mask, the doctor said, "The patient's vital signs have stabilized, and there's no immediate risk to his life."

Tears streamed down Joanna's face, "So my brother is safe now, right?"

"That's correct."

"Thank you, doctor, thank you!" Joanna was overjoyed, tears falling onto her pale cheeks one by one.

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Sinovision International.

CEO's Office.

"President Heath, here are the details about the young lady who entered your room last night." Cody Aberton, the CEO's assistant, placed the newly-investigated information on the desk and respectfully moved aside.

A man was sitting in front of the black desk.

The man was wearing a black dress shirt, the buttons at the cuffs and collar were undone. The buttons on his chest were unbuttoned, revealing an exquisite, sexy collarbone. Further down, one could catch a glimpse of even more alluring chest muscles.

He lowered his head, flipping through the files Cody had just given him.

From this angle, his divinely handsome face still had deep, charming contours, whether it was his high, three-dimensional nose bridge, or his tightly pressed thin, seductive lips. Every part of his face was top-notch, absolutely captivating.

His hanging eyelashes were long, thick, and curled, an effect many women couldn't achieve even with multiple coats of mascara.

Cody stole a glance at his boss and involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

Even as a man himself, he was sometimes stunned by his boss's beauty.

A moment later.

The man finished reading the file and looked up.

His incredibly handsome face had a very mild expression, and his eyes were cold and detached.

"Ashton, you were looking for me."

At this point, the office door was pushed open, and another man walked in.