Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 1038: Brought His Own Female Companion
The moment those words were spoken, the expressions of those people changed rapidly, almost as colorful and spectacular as their hair.
"You damn well better not push your luck!"
"Do you even know who we are?"
"Bro, once we set our sights on a woman, we never fail to get her. If you’re scared, just come with us willingly, or else..."
Before the threat could be completed, they heard Ann Vaughn let out a cold laugh.
She raised her right hand, slightly clenched into a fist, casually revealing the bloodstains on her fair hand.
"Perfect timing. I just used this hand to kill someone, and I’m troubled by the unlucky number. If you five join in, making it six, it’ll sound much better."
Their hearts shuddered under the chilling gaze of her eyes, and a sense of retreat rose within them.
Logically, with five of them and Ann Vaughn being just one and the weakest among them, they had no reason to fear her.
But the moment they met her eyes, they all felt as if they’ve been targeted by a demon, their bodies uncontrollably growing cold.
Too damn eerie.
Ann Vaughn walked up to them leisurely, her lowered voice carrying a cold, chilling tone, "Little brother, didn’t you say you wanted to take me dancing?"
With just one sentence, cold sweat trickled down their backs, and they couldn’t remember a word of what they had said. Obeying the instinct to survive, they turned and ran, leaving nothing behind.
Watching them flee in panic, Ann Vaughn snorted lightly and was about to turn back when she saw Cyrus Hawthorne and Mark Joyce, who had previously left, walking towards her.
Ann felt a surge of joy, and she quickly stepped over to Cyrus Hawthorne, her eyes gleaming as she asked, "Did you come back to find me?"
Before he could respond, Ann’s expression fell, and she put on a pitiful act, "I was almost bullied by some thugs just now. They even said they wanted to take me dancing on graves, it was terrifying."
Mark Joyce behind them: "..."
If he hadn’t witnessed Ann’s "amazing performance" just now, he would’ve almost believed her nonsense.
Cyrus Hawthorne looked at Ann Vaughn with a cold expression, but didn’t expose her dramatic nature, and said indifferently, "Follow me."
After speaking, he turned and walked away.
Ann Vaughn’s eyes curved into a smile, and she happily followed.
Cyrus Hawthorne was known for his indifference to women and his self-restraint, something everyone in the circle knew.
But in the business circle, alcohol and women were indispensable in negotiations, often affecting the final collaboration.
This seemed to be an unwritten rule within the circle.
However, offering beauties to facilitate cooperation did not apply to Cyrus Hawthorne; it might even backfire.
In situations like this, although the CEOs present were tempted to bring young models to accompany them,
Due to Cyrus Hawthorne’s presence, not only did they not dare bring models, they didn’t even dare to bring a proper female companion, fearing they would upset this big Buddha and ruin the cooperation.
But what no one expected was that this Buddha, who treated women as invisible—
Brought a female companion with him.
Other people’s gaze was as if it was invisible to Cyrus Hawthorne, not affecting him in the slightest.
He led Ann Vaughn to the sofa in front of the viewing platform, and had the attendant in the private room bring her favorite fruits and snacks, asking her to wait obediently for a while, before returning to his seat.
Knowing he had business to attend to, Ann Vaughn did not disturb him, snuggling into the sofa alone, watching dramas on the tablet as she ate and drank.
"President Hawthorne, I’m wondering who this might be?" Finally, unable to resist, one of the CEOs asked after Cyrus Hawthorne was seated.
Realizing his mistake after asking, knowing Cyrus Hawthorne disliked people prying into his private life, he was about to apologize when Cyrus Hawthorne calmly replied,
"Fiancée, Ann Vaughn."
Ann Vaughn?
The other CEOs at the table looked at each other, wasn’t that the name of President Hawthorne’s ex-wife?
It seemed reconciliation was just a matter of time.
"President Hawthorne and Miss Vaughn seem so well-matched. Once a pair, overcoming all odds now still ends up together—what a great fate indeed," the CEO of Prism Source Realty remarked.
Cyrus Hawthorne, who had been silent for a long time, showed a slight change in his expression, with a slight curve to his lips, "Indeed."
Seeing that Cyrus Hawthorne was not displeased but actually agreed with the remarks from Prism Source’s CEO, the others naturally followed with a few compliments before moving on to discuss the development project in the Eastern District.
While the cooperation here demanded mental effort, over there Ann Vaughn was enjoying her food and drink leisurely.
But the leisure often made one feel lazy, and considering she was outside, Ann Vaughn fought the sleepiness wrapping around her, gathering her spirit to continue watching her drama.
She didn’t know how long she waited until she heard footsteps approaching behind her in a daze.
"Tired?"
A deep voice sounded above her head.
Ann Vaughn drowsily murmured a response, her cheek gently rubbing against the palm of his hand, like a lazy cat.
The sharpness in Cyrus Hawthorne’s eyes softened considerably, handing her bag to Mark Joyce, then lifting her up and walking out of the private room.
...
First Hospital.
The child was taken away when Reese Lynch went to nurse. At that time, the guards around Reese Lynch were most lax, giving Jude Halloway an opportunity.
When Reese Lynch awoke from unconsciousness and found the child missing, she nearly collapsed and insisted on checking out to find her child, only to be firmly stopped by Mrs. Lynch.
Fortunately, Chief Lynch timely brought the baby back, avoiding a greater tragedy.
"Old Linden," taking advantage of Reese Lynch’s attention on the child, Mrs. Lynch pulled Chief Lynch to the door, asking in a lowered voice, "What conditions did Jude present to you?"
Simon Lynch’s position was sensitive, holding great power, yet not everything went smoothly. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
Having their granddaughter back was fortunate, but Mrs. Lynch feared that with Jude Halloway’s character, without extorting a large sum from the Lynch Family, he would not give up.
"Jude Halloway?" Recalling Jude Halloway lying on the floor of a dwelling with a swollen, bruised face, unable to even crawl up, Chief Lynch smiled meaningfully, "Ann helped us out greatly once again."
"How so?"
Chief Lynch told Mrs. Lynch all about the course of events.
"That beast!" Learning that Jude Halloway had even tried strangling his own daughter, the always gentle Mrs. Lynch couldn’t help but curse in anger, "He’s unworthy of being a father!"
"What his mother failed to teach him, The Imperial Capital Prison will teach him instead, for the rest of his life." Chief Lynch patted Mrs. Lynch’s shoulder, comforting her, "Rest assured, he’ll have no chance to trouble Lily and her daughter anymore."
The fire in Mrs. Lynch’s heart gradually subsided, her eyes reddening as she choked, "It’s thanks to Annie this time. Otherwise, both us and Lily... might have lost a daughter."
She dared not imagine what the Lynch Family would become if it reached that point...
