Female Novel
Chapter 478
Christina felt dizzy after spending hours translating a few French contracts.
"... All the shares of the fund shall be given to Christina Dickens." Christina was shocked when she
found her name in the translation.
She couldn't wrap her head around them. She looked at these contracts. They were contracts of
bonds, shares in the fund, real estate, shares in the company, and so on.
She got no ideas about business matters. These documents were signed and sealed by Derek.
"What does this mean?" Christina muttered to herself, feeling uneasy.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
The sound drew her back. She grabbed her phone. It was a strange number.
"Is this Ms. Dickens?"
"Yes," Christina replied hesitantly.
The strange but steady voice said politely, "Hello, I'm the chief lawyer of ZX law firm..."
"Mr. Fisher entrusted me with transferring his personal properties, including his funds, companies,
stocks, real estate, and 1.6 billion US dollars in cash..."
"I want to ask for your schedule first because the figure is substantial. I should come in person and
discuss with you about transferring ownership and signing the contracts."
Christina didn't say a word and her mind was in a mess.
She hung up the phone with hardened features. And then got up and ran out immediately.
Why did Derek do that?
What happened to him?
A terrible feeling arose in her heart, but she wouldn't like to guess but see Derek in person. There was
no time to waste. She needed to know everything.
When Christina ran out of the east court, a maid behind her shouted hurriedly, " Mrs. Dickens."
"Mrs. Dickens, Young Mr. Hopkins wants to meet you at the study."
Christina didn't even look back. "Tell him I'm busy now!" She ran to the garage and rushed toward the
fastest sports car.
"Mrs. Dickens, are you sure you are going out by this time?" The garage attendant handed her the key
hesitantly.
"Maybe you need a driver."
Before he could finish, Christina's face darkened. She grabbed the car key as if she didn't want to
waste any second.
She seemed to flew into the sports car. Then it was the whole process of starting, reversing, and
turning within half a minute. The dazzling black Ferrari sports car soon disappeared like a wind with a
shadow.
The garage attendant froze in a daze.
Not long after, a few more anxious figures rushed over. A maid shouted anxiously, "Mrs. Dickens!"
The maid ran out of breath. "Mrs. Dickens, where is she? Where is she now?"
These servants really couldn't catch up with Christina in terms of physical strength and running speed.
"She drove out."
The garage attendant told her what had happened, but he also felt something wrong about it. So he
raised his hand nervously, seeing Patrick come toward.
"Young Mr. Hopkins." He called out immediately.
Patrick's face went an ugly green. He noticed that the Ferrari sports car was driven away. And judging
from the tire marks on the garage floor, he knew how anxious Christina was just now.
All people were standing silently at the garage. Patrick was also silent. He then turned around and went
back to the east park.
The garage attendant and the maid breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. "Well, I thought he was
going to chase her immediately."
If he chased after her now, they would argue. Once Patrick and Christina get into a fight, no one can
mediate them.
The maid said hesitantly. "Shall we tell Senior Mr. Hopkins?"
The garage attendant lit a cigarette and said indifferently, "It's normal for a couple to have quarrels. My
wife and I also quarrel all day long. But nothing happens. Don't take it seriously."
Looking up through the large glass at the top of the garage, there is a full moon hanging in the sky.
The moonlight dripped faintly. It is a full-moon night.
"Don't you feel there was a scarlet of the moon tonight? The outline of its edge seemed to be dyed
scarlet ..." The garage attendant looked at the moon and muttered.
"What?"
The maid didn't care about his sayings and hurried back to the east park. She had no time to think
about whether the moon was round or not.
The moon shone.
Christina jumped two red lights, stepped on the gas pedal, and did not stop for half a second. Finally,
she slammed the car outside Derek's apartment, slammed the door, and left it on the side of the road.
She drove so fast that the wind reddened her hair and messed her hair. Her body was cold, and her
heart couldn't beat steadily.
She was so nervous that every cell of her body was trembling. She found the key to Derek's door in the
storage box, and run straight to the elevator. She didn't want to wait for one more second.
At the elevator, she tried to be patient and took a deep breath.
"Why do you give me inheritance for no reason?" Christina scolded angrily.
She got into the elevator, pressed the floor number hard, and stared at the jumping number. Her heart
was filled with unease. She would not be excited because Derek had given her all his wealth. Derek
was such a fool. What did he want to do this time?
"Are you feeling bad? Why don't you go to the hospital? Why don't you know you should go to the
hospital after growing up?"
When she reached the floor on which Derek lived, Christina rushed over and slapped the door angrily.
"Eric, come out!"
She shouted angrily and opened the door with the key.
She opened the door, stepped into the room with no light on. She didn't dare to breathe because she
noticed something was different here.
First, she subconsciously reached out to turn on the lights. She tried twice but no light was turned on.
"Blackout?"
Christina was confused. "The lights of this building are all on, so it can't be a power failure." She turned
on the flashlight of her phone.
Christina walked in step by step. "Eric," she shouted.
She suddenly stopped. The room was in a mess as if someone had smashed it. Then she heard the
muffled gasp coming from the bedroom.
It seemed that someone was enduring all the pain and was trying not to cry out.
Christina could not care so much. Her heart was in her throat. She had always been afraid of the
darkness and even had to turn on the lamp when she slept. Now she ran over immediately with the dim
light.
In the dark bedroom, under the dim light of her cell phone flashlight, she couldn't see clearly what
happened here.
The bedsheets were messy and torn, the wardrobe was broken, the furnishings at the head of the bed
were scattered all over the floor, and on the back of the wooden door, there were five bloodstains.
It was as if someone could not bear the pain. The five fingers scratch the door hard to relieve the pain.
Christina was stunned. The room was filled with destruction and despair.
"Eric!"
Her phone flashed across the bed. Derek was struggling among clothes and sheets. His hands were
holding a tie around his neck.
Her heart almost stopped. "What are you doing? Let go! You're strangling yourself!" She wrenched his
hand away, gasped, and screamed. Her eyes were brimmed with tears.
"It hurts," Derek mumbled for help as a child with his last trace of reason.
Christina pulled off his tie and threw it far away.
"Eric, Eric..." Christina hugged his head and called out to him eagerly. When her hand touched his
body, it was as cold as a corpse. She shook inside. Wounds covered his body, and sweat wet his hair.
Her fingers trembled as she reached his nose. He was almost out of breath.
Christina couldn't think straight for a long time as if her whole brain was in a daze.
It was not until she felt Derek was breathing. His heart beat and came back to his sense.
Christina told herself to calm down.
She got up and lay Derek flat on the ground. She had to turn on the power in the room first. He must
have turned off the main switch.
Don't panic.
She took a few deep breaths. "It's okay, it's okay..." She murmured, comforting herself.
After finding the main switch, Christina felt a little uncomfortable with the light on, but in an instant, she
could see how shocking and messy the scene was.
The apartment was locked and no one else sneaked in, so... Derek smashed it himself.
Christina immediately ran into the bedroom, and then she heard a voice, "No one could know." Derek,
who was lying on the floor, said these words with all his efforts.
Under the bright light, his bruise, the mess, his broken fingers, and the blood on his hand shocked her.
She cried because she was indeed scared.
"Eric, you must live..." She grabbed his hand hard and prayed, "It will be fine, it will be fine..."
Christina wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She quickly calmed down and repeatedly
confirmed that Derek was breathing and had an artery beating.
She was struggling. Should she call the ambulance?
Qiao bao' er sat quietly beside him. She kept pressing her hand on the main artery of his neck and felt
the beating of the blood vessels. Her heart gradually calmed down.
In the end, instead of calling an ambulance, Christina called Larry and asked him to rush to Derek's
apartment immediately.
"Now?" Larry was surprised to receive a call from Christina and asked, "But when I left this afternoon,
Derek specifically told me not to go tonight."
"I, I want you to come over now!"novelbin
Christina was still willful and domineering, but everyone could tell her panic from her trembling voice.
Larry frowned but felt something unusual. He immediately replied, "I'll be there in 30 minutes."
After hanging up the phone, Christina still felt a little uneasy. Like someone with obsessive-compulsive
disorder, she repeatedly confirmed Derek's breathing and heartbeat frequency.
Christina did not dare to drag him to the bed. She let him lie on the floor and covered him with a quilt.
During the 30 minutes, she couldn't help but think about some terrible things. To distract herself, she
tidied up the room. She checked Derek's heartbeat every three minutes.
Someone was knocking on the door.
Christina quickly ran to open it. She was surprised.
Patrick stood outside the door, frowning and looking at her pale face.