“What’s the difference? Didn’t Hadley go after him too?” Megan gritted her teeth, her frustration boiling over.
“Watching him get close to her like this—are you sure it’s good for him? Can’t you see what’s happening? Hadley doesn’t want to be with him anymore! If she did, would I even have a chance?”
Phillips repeated mechanically, “Mr. Scott specifically instructed me to take you home.”
“You’re unbelievable!” Megan was exasperated beyond measure.
“Hadley is as cold as ice! He’ll never be able to melt her heart! You’re doing him a complete disservice!”
She declared passionately, “Only I am completely and wholeheartedly devoted to him!”
Phillips glanced at her with cold calculation.
“Even if you chase after him now, you won’t be able to catch up.”
Megan was stunned into silence, the harsh reality hitting her.
Hadley and Eric chased after Ernest, watching helplessly as he entered an elevator and descended. By the time they reached the elevator bank, the adjacent elevator’s doors were already about to close.
“Wait!” In her desperate haste, Hadley reached out frantically to stop the door.
“Ah!” She screamed in sudden pain.
She was too late—the timing was all wrong. The heavy metal door closed mercilessly, trapping her hand between its steel edges.
“Hadley!” Eric stood beside her, immediately grabbing her wrist and scolding her with genuine concern.
“How could you be so incredibly reckless?”
Hadley stared at him.
Completely confused by the intensity of his anger, she hesitated. The elevator doors had already reopened automatically, and someone inside asked politely, “Are you two coming in or not?”
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“Yes!” Shaking off his protective grip, Hadley quickly entered the elevator.
“Thank you!”
Eric was furious, his face dark as a thundercloud. The next moment, he stepped into the elevator, positioning himself like a protective wall in front of Hadley.
Hadley was surprised. What was he doing now, following her?
“What are you staring at?” Eric didn’t know why he was so angry, only feeling a fire burning relentlessly inside him.
“You can follow Ernest, but I can’t? Why is that?”
Hadley was completely speechless, caught off guard by his intensity. Of course… Eric had every right to follow his own brother. But she glanced behind him, blinking in realization. He hadn’t brought Megan with him?
In just a few seconds, the elevator reached the ground floor with a soft ding. Following the crowd, Hadley exited the elevator, scanning the area frantically but not seeing Ernest anywhere. She recalled that unmistakable figure she had seen earlier from the restaurant window.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
She had just taken a step when her wrist was firmly pulled back by Eric. He pointed to her right hand, the one that had been caught by the elevator doors earlier.
“Do you still want to keep your hand?”
Hadley looked down at her hand—the same one that had been caught when the elevator doors slammed shut. A fresh scrape had surfaced, and the base of her palm was already starting to swell.
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