Chapter 74 Draw the Line
So… it was intentional?
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Both sides fell silent for a moment. From Bernard’s side of the call, a man’s voice floated over, asking who he was talking to.
“Our hospital’s chairman,” Bernard said simply.
The man let out an “oh” and seemed to tug Bernard into a quieter room. “Eat first. You can sleep when you get home.”
“I just thought I should tell you before I forgot,” Bernard said. “I think her name’s Nance.
“Got it. Thanks,” Chase replied.
Bernard chuckled, his voice muffled as someone shoved a dumpling into his mouth. “No problem. I’m getting paid by Madam Wendy after all. Gotta do my job properly. Gotta go.”
The call ended. Across from Bernard, the man raised an eyebrow.
“That Madam Wendy again?”
Bernard shook his head. “No, her husband.”
“Huh? She’s married? You never mentioned that.”
“Yeah, for a while now. Our honorary chairman. Guy’s a real prodigy–surgical skills are insane.
Wendy woke up late, sunlight already filling the room.
She looked over to find Chase still sound asleep beside her. Moving carefully so she wouldn’t wake him, she slipped out of bed.
There was a ton to deal with after yesterday’s chaos. She had planned to hold an emergency meeting first thing–but somehow, she had slept right through the morning.
Heading to the study, she noticed Chase’s laptop still open. There were emails pulled up–looks like Chase and Bernard had already been in contact.
Wendy sat down at the desk, resting her chin on one hand, lost in thought
Bernard had been placed at Cloud Hospital years ago, a quiet piece on her chessboard. She’d deliberately kept him in the shadows, knowing that if she moved too early, the Harrison family would catch on.
That’s why she had let Simon take the spotlight first.
Now, with Simon gone and Bernard stepping up, it all looked perfectly natural. No one would suspect a thing.
Still… Wendy let out a soft sigh.
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By the time she set up for the video conference, Chase was awake.
He whipped up a quick breakfast for her, placing it on the desk before quietly taking a seat nearby.
“You should stay home today,” Chase said.
Wendy gave a small nod. “I’ll just call into the meeting want to hear what the PR department has planned. Lemon’s team has already started damage control too. If we hit this from both sides, we should be able to stabilize things for a while.”
She understood Henry’s move clearly.
He hadn’t meant to create a full–scale disaster. He just wanted to rattle Lemon a little–send a warning shot.
But he forgot one thing.
This was Lemon.
The Fred family wasn’t just any entertainment empire they had deep roots in this city. Despite the sharks circling for years, Lemon had sat firmly in the heir’s seat without budging an inch.
It said everything about her capability.
Wendy didn’t admire many people. But Lemon was different.
Women in the business world understood each other in a way men never could.
“I’m heading to the hospital later,” Chase said. “Avery should regain consciousness today. If he’s stable, Waylon can take his statement. If not… we’ll have to adjust the treatment plan accordingly.”
It would all depend on how Avery’s body handled the trauma.
Still, no matter how it played out–there was no excuse for what Henry had done. Targeting an innocent man, just to get at them? It was despicable.
Chase hesitated for a moment, then asked quietly, “Wendy… have you ever hurt anyone?”
Wendy didn’t even blink. She nodded.
“I have.”
After a pause, she added slowly, “Plenty of people, actually. Including you.”
Chase smiled. “Ion’t count. I went willingly.”
In this world, you didn’t rise without making enemies. Wendy wasn’t naive about it.
Most of the “dirty work” wasn’t done by her own hand, anyway–that was what Dawn was for.
Few neonle knew that Dawn was 7unn’s younger brother and even fewer knew he reported directly to
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“But,” Wendy said firmly, I’ve never hurt innocent people. Not like Henry. Business competition is one thing–but dragging outsiders into it? I would never.”
That was enough for Chase. He smiled, relieved.
In the afternoon, they went their separate ways,
Chase had barely been gone five minutes when there was a knock at the door.
Wendy, thinking he must’ve forgotten something, got from the study to answer it.
But when she opened the door, she froze.
“Henry?”
There he was–looking urgent, carrying that familiar, nervous energy he always had when he needed something.
“I heard about the incident at the show,” Henry said quickly. “The news is everywhere. I just wanted to check on you.”
He shifted as if to step inside.
But Wendy didn’t move aside. She stood firmly in the doorway, leaving no space for him to enter.
Henry frowned slightly, sensing something was off.
“I’m in the middle of a conference call,” Wendy said coolly. “Now’s not a good time.”
“Oh… right,” Henry said, stiffening awkwardly.
Still, he couldn’t help glancing inside–and sure enough, his eyes landed on a pair of men’s slippers sitting by the entrance.
His smile faltered.
And Wendy caught it all.
Without missing a beat, she tilted her head, her tone polite but firm:
“Is there anything else?”
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