Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Suzan watched with a furrowed brow as he walked away, cradling Leanne in his arms, her heart sinking with reluctance.

Why the hell did he still care about Leanne after they divorced?

The manager was quick to have someone check on Derek to ensure he was still breathing before he could let the lump in his throat settle back down into his stomach.

What in the world was going on?

He swiftly issued a stern warning to a few staff members who were clueless about the incident, then called out to Suzan, who was about to leave.

“Ms. Wright, I saw you have your phone on you. To ensure no pictures were taken of the incident, please open it so I can check.”

Suzan’s already sour expression soured further. “I didn’t take any photos.”

“Don’t get upset. It’s just a precaution, nothing more.”

ake any photos. How could I have?” Suzan snapped back in a cold

you to manage your people, not to check up on me.”

maintained a placating smile while standing his ground. “Mr. Curtis’

ons included everyone present. If anything were to leak, I couldn’t explain it to

Ms. Wright, I know you’re not like that. Just cooperate with us for a quick check, and all be good.”

What right do you have to inspect my phone? You do realize it is a privacy violation, right?”

The manager looked uncomfortable. “Well, technically, we don’t have that right, so we’re asking for your cooperation. If you don’t wish to, that’s fine, too. I’ll explain the situation to Mr. Curtis later. Given your relationship with him, I’m sure it won’t be an issue.”

Suzan reluctantly opened her phone gallery for him to inspect with a face like thunder.

The manager returned her phone with a grateful, albeit apologetic smile. “All clear. Thank you.”

When she returned to the private room, several pairs of eyes looked her way.

“Where’s Curtis? How long does it take to step out for a smoke?”

Jerry and Aaron kept mum after returning, and the others were oblivious that Curtis nearly turned the club upside down while he was supposedly out for a cigarette.

Suzan mustered no smile. “He’s gone.”

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“Gone? Everyone looked surprised. “Why would he leave without saying anything? He even left his coat.”

“Something must have come up. You know investment bankers hardly get a moment to themselves” Scott said understandingly. “Suzan, could you drop his coat off to him later?” Holding Leanne, Curtis got into the car, and Jake was stunned.

Seeing Leanne curled up in his arms, crying, while Curtis’ expression was darker than ever, yet his touch remained gentle as he cleaned her tears, Jake dared not ask a single question and drove toward Crystal Cove Villas,

When they arrived, Leanne had calmed down significantly, her sobs subsiding.

Curtis carried her out of the car and, upon reaching the door, realized his fingerprint no longer worked, the password prompt showing incorrect.

He scoffed, “You really went ahead and changed the password, even deleted my fingerprint.”

Still dabbing at her eyes with the back of her hand, Leanne tried to get down and open the door but Curtis stopped her. “Don’t move.”

idered for seconds, then punched in a series of numbers.

The door swung open.

Leanne, who had barely stopped her sniffles, was speechless.

Curtis’ dark mood lifted a bit when he saw her astonished expression.

“No matter how many times you change it, I’ll still figure it out.”

Once inside, Leanne tried to get down, but Curtis didn’t let her. He carried her to the upstairs bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.

He fetched some antiseptic for her wrist wound. He applied the stinging medication with. care, and although it hurt, Leanne just bit her lip and endured.