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    Whose pebble is this? Did it belong to the masked man? Did he identally drop it?


    Loreen held the pebble close, as if it were a priceless diamond.


    If she never encountered him again, this stone would be the only memory he left behind.


    An ambnce transported Loreen to the hospital. After running several tests, the doctor was taken aback to discover that her injuries were not severe, unaware that Charlie had previously treated her wound.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Given the stab wound on her leg, it could have either torn her hamstring or, worse, damaged her muscles and veins.


    However, apart from the surface injury, the veins and tendons were intact, almost as if they had been reconnected and were now stronger than ever.


    The doctor remarked, “Your wound will heal in a few days with proper rest. By the way, this is remarkable! Did you do something special for it?”


    Loreen thought of the mysterious masked man but replied, “No, I didn’t do anything.”


    The doctor eximed, “It’s a miracle!” He added, “Oh, and I’ve informed the police; they will be here shortly. You can tell them what happened.”


    Loreen nodded gently.


    The police arrived quickly, taking the situation seriously since the altercation urred downtown and involved weapons, with the victim being the top executive of Emgrand Group.


    One of the officers recognized Loreen as a guest of the Wilson family and promptly informed them about the incident.


    Meanwhile, at the Wilson family vi, members were debating their next steps.


    Harold shared the news of Loreen’s incident but omitted that it was connected to him. Lady Wilson saw this as a prime opportunity for the family to intervene. They needed to find a way to reach Loreen and help her while simultaneously crafting a heroic narrative for Harold to win her heart.


    Upon hearing that Loreen was in the hospital, Lady Wilson felt disheartened. “It would have been perfect if Harold had been there for the damsel in distress!”


    She quickly urged, “Let’s hurry to the hospital to check on her!”


    Harold was feeling anxious and could only reluctantly apany his family to the hospital.


    On their way, Harold mentally prepared a series of speeches, though he doubted if Loreen would believe him.<fn615f> Chapters first released on Find_Novel(.</fn615f>


    Once they reached the hospital and saw Loreen, Harold feigned surprise as he approached her. “Loreen, are you okay? I was about to call my dad to bring a team to rescue you!”


    “Rescue me?” Loreen’s face shed with irony. “You nearly killed me!”


    Harold hurriedly rified, “Loreen, please don’t misunderstand. I was trying to divert their attention. They were after me, not you. I thought you wouldn’t get hurt!”


    Annoyed, Loreen turned her head away, unwilling to engage further. She had seen through him and wanted to keep her distance.


    Assuming Loreen had epted his exnation, Harold noticed a man’s jacket wrapped around her waist. He frowned and questioned, “Loreen, where are your pants? What did they do to you?”


    Loreen sighed in frustration, uninterested in discussing it. “It’s none of your concern!”


    Lady Wilson, now alert, nced at Loreen and noticed the jacket. She stepped closer and asked, “Loreen, you can confide in me. Did they do something to you?”


    Loreen, maintaining a stoic expression, replied, “They stabbed me. Luckily, a young man passing by intervened. He helped treat my wound and gave me his jacket when mine was torn. Why? Is there an issue?”


    “A young man?” Lady Wilson’s eyes widened in surprise.


    A young man saved Loreen? This could jeopardize Harold’s chances! Panic set in.


    Harold, with a tinge of envy, inquired, “How did he treat you? Did he remove your pants to help you?”


    Loreen shot back with sarcasm, “Once again, it’s none of your business!”


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