Female Novel
Chapter 750
Chapter: 750
“Right away Jasper’s brow slightly furrowed, revealing a hint of hesitation. “If we transfer funds
immediately following Theodore’s passing, wouldn’t it appear too hasty and potentially attract unwanted
attention?”
However, Darian paid no heed to Jasper‘s concerns, exuding unwavering confidence as he retorted,
“What is there to fear? Once we secure this project, our return will be multiplied, hundredfold, even
thousandfold, of what we invested! Subsequently, we shall quietly return the taken funds. As Long asnovelbin
our actions are shrouded in secrecy, no one shall be the wiser!”
Observing Jasper’s lingering worry, Darian comforted him with a reassuring pat on the back and a
smile, saying, “Well, okay. When the time comes, I shall wrest SJ Entertainment from Adrian’s clutches,
and you shall ascend to the position of CEO! How about that?”
Jasper’s countenance blossomed with joy at the sound of this promise.
He became enamored with the idea, his mind rigidly fixated on the prospect, neglecting any other
considerations as he hastily exclaimed, “Father, you Leave no loose ends. There is undoubtedly no
flaw in this project. I shall immediately contact the finance department!”
The two departed from the mortuary, their hearts brimming with elation and contentment.
In another room of the hospital, Ariana slowly regained consciousness
The room teemed with individuals as Marge and other friends had come to see her. Soon, the room
was adorned with a colorful array of flowers.
“Ariana, do not allow sadness to consume you. Your well-being takes precedence.”
“Yes, you must take care of yourself.”
Horace had stood silently by Ariana’s bedside since her fainting episode.
Ariana remained still on the bed, paying no attention to the kind words and gestures extended by those
around her. She resembled a Limp doll, her face pale and her heart heavy.
Watching her continuous tears, Sarah’s heart filled with compassion as she approached Ariana’s
bedside, speaking softly. “Ariana, my dear, you must summon your strength. It pains me to see you in
this state.”
As Sarah’s gaze fell on Ariana’s lower abdomen, others in the room echoed the sentiment.
However, Ariana, her voice hoarse, said, “Please, give me a moment of solitude. I just want to be
alone.”
Everyone in there wanted to offer further solace, yet seeing Ariana’s fragile emotional state, they had to
compromise and leave.
Sarah let out a sigh and placed a thermos on the bedside table before making her exit. “There’s
chicken soup in there. Regardless of the circumstances, you must nourish yourself. Don’t forget about
your condition.”
Sarah’s implication was crystal clear. Ariana carried a child in her womb, and she couldn’t afford to let
her body succumb to exhaustion.
Ariana remained motionless, maintaining her posture without uttering a word.
Once the ward emptied, Ariana confirmed her solitude. Her expression changed consequently. Swiftly,
she sat up, unveiling the thermos and gluttonously devouring the soup! !
Sarah understood her well, so she brought some food. Ariana had weathered intense emotional
turmoil, which meant she could eat a horse now!
Once she had fueled up with a good meal, Ariana found her mind sharpening once more.
One certainty stood out to her: the body that everyone believed to be Theodore’s wasn’t his.
There was supposed to be a scar etched into the skin of his right hand.
A fiery memory echoed in her mind, Theodore playing the hero, his hand marred by a burning
chandelier as he protected her. That scar, that symbol of bravery and love, was absent from the body
she had touched in the mortuary. But when she was in the town with Theodore, the scar was still on his
hand.