hapter 170 The One Who Left a Mark
Zynn had completely shut Gavin out of her heart. If he wasn’t à lover, then he was just a friend–no more special than anyone else.
“Well, that’s good.” Wendy sighed in relief.
Sammy, sitting next to her, checked the latest trending topics. Besides Quinn Group, Patrick, and Henry. there was still one headline holding on: the clip of Patrick driving Zynn home.
Fans from all over had already pieced together the truth. They knew Zynn was Patrick’s personal PR rep, occasionally stepping into the role of manager. So the ride home hadn’t caused any scandal or gossip.
“That’s not the outcome Patrick was hoping for,” Wendy said, taking the coffee from Sammy and sipping it. The bitterness jolted her awake, sending a shock through her body and slowly warming her back to life.
“Is Patrick giving you trouble?” Sammy asked.
Wendy shook her head. “Not trouble. I’ve known Patrick was into Zynn for a long time–way before we signed him.”
What Zynn didn’t realize was that this wasn’t the first time she’d met Patrick.
It had happened years ago–so far back that Patrick hadn’t yet clawed his way out of the wreckage caused by being blacklisted. Zynn had seen him then. Helped him.
Patrick didn’t join Quinn Group by coincidence. He’d planned it, carefully and deliberately.
“So you’re saying Zynn helped Patrick back then? And he liked her even then?”
“Yeah. That’s what he told me. I remember the event he mentioned–it was back before I’d fully taken over Quinn Group. Zynn wasn’t even under me yet. Just a low–profile PR rep at the time.”
The situation had been messy. Even after therapy, Patrick couldn’t remember every detail clearly. But he’d never forgotten Zynn’s face—or the fierce words she’d spoken that day.
“This isn’t his fault. What do you mean, ‘blame the victim“? If it’s shameful for a woman to be blacklisted, then it’s fine for a man?”
“Oh? You’re going to sue me?”
Zynn had looked just as beautiful back then. Light–colored skirt, big soft waves in her long hair, bright red lipstick.
She flipped her hair and stared at the man accusing Patrick. “My name’s Zynn. PR at Tianhai Media. Please, go ahead and sue me.”
Then she grabbed a dazed Patrick, pulled him out of the media scrum, and dragged him to a quiet corner before letting go with an exasperated sigh.
“This isn’t your fault. I’m not a lawyer, but here.” She handed him a business card. “Best lawyer in Gennemont. He’s not cheap, but I think he’ll help you.”
And with that, she left.
That moment had burned itself into Patrick’s memory. He’d only recently shared the story with Wendy.
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Chapter 170 The One Who Left a Mark
No wonder he was so fixated on her.
Calling it love at first sight would be an insult
Too many men had fallen for Zynn on sight. If Wendy paid attention to every one of them, she’d never get any work done—just spend her days tallying up admirers.
But Patrick wasn’t the type to fall for someone easily,
Someone who’s been through real pain tends to lock his heart away. For someone like Patrick, there might only ever be one chance in his life to open that door again.
And he’d already placed the key in Zynn’s hand–hoping she’d notice.
But clearly, she hadn’t.
So he needed help.
Patrick had no idea what he was doing when it came to relationships. All he could do was turn to Wendy and Chase–people who had been through their own mess and come out stronger. He hoped they could help
him, too.
Sammy listened quietly, then finally turned toward the window and let out a snort of laughter.
Wendy frowned. “What are you laughing at?”
“Well, if Patrick was looking for help from a couple with relationship experience, he picked the right one.”
Wendy was speechless.
She couldn’t really blame Sammy for laughing. The issues between her and Chase weren’t exactly simple.
Back at the hospital, Chase was distracted. Thankfully, he didn’t have any surgeries scheduled, so he poured his energy into monitoring a post–op spinal patient.
The good news was the recovery looked promising. No signs of drug rejection, and they’d cleared the critical 48–hour window.
The patient was ready to be moved from intensive care to a regular ward. From here, it would be up to the nurses and family to manage recovery.
Even so, they’d still need to stay in the hospital for another two months.
That day, Avery had also come in for a follow–up and stopped by Chase’s office to say hello.
Chase, flipping through several documents Melody had organized for him, looked up as Avery knocked and entered.
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