CHAPTER 297: CHAPTER 299: BECAUSE I DON’T CARE, THAT’S WHY I HAVE NO INHIBITIONS

William Guillen glanced sideways at Fluffy Zane, his eyes narrowing slightly as a smile touched his lips.

Fluffy Zane’s heart pounded, a mix of nervousness and a tiny flicker of anticipation rising within her.

"I don’t lack female companions. Do you understand?"

This was the most straightforward rejection possible.

Fluffy Zane’s expression turned awkward. She turned her head, pretending to gaze at the scenery outside the car window. "Then just pretend I never asked."

She tried to act more nonchalant, to avoid pressuring him so intensely.

But she couldn’t manage it. If she possessed even a shred of nonchalance, she wouldn’t have allowed herself to sink this deep.

By now, she had already sunk so deep, she was beyond saving herself.

Silence filled the compartment for a moment.

Just as they were approaching Fluffy Zane’s manor, William Guillen’s mobile phone rang.

He casually picked up his phone and answered, "Hello?"

The compartment was very quiet, so Fluffy Zane effortlessly heard what the woman on the other end of the line said.

"Young Master Guillen, do you still stand by what you said last night?"

"Oh? And what did I say last night?"

The woman cooed, "So annoying! Young Master Guillen, you clearly said last night that my performance was good, and that we could continue tonight."

"Ha Ha. And you want to continue?"

"Of course. It’s my honor to serve Young Master Guillen."

William Guillen glanced sideways at Fluffy Zane. She had straightened her posture, her head unconsciously turning towards him. He said indifferently, "Okay. Same room as last night. Get cleaned up and wait for me."

"I know, Young Master Guillen. I’ll be a well-behaved baby, wash up, and wait for you. MWAH!"

The sound of the woman’s kiss over the phone echoed clearly through the compartment.

Fluffy Zane’s nerves tensed, and a dull ache began to throb in her head. She raised a hand to her forehead. "William Guillen, you..."

"What about me?" William Guillen cut in smoothly, his tone indifferent as he asked nonchalantly.

Fluffy Zane took a deep breath. Her head felt like it was about to explode, a maelstrom of anger and disappointment churning in her chest.

"Isn’t it perfectly normal for men and women to enjoy each other’s company?"

Fluffy Zane closed her eyes, gasping for breath. "Stop the car."

The Maybach pulled over to the side of the road. Fluffy Zane pushed open the car door and strode away.

She didn’t turn back. She didn’t look to see William Guillen’s reaction.

It didn’t matter anymore. She didn’t want to know how he would react, either.

Whatever his reaction, it would only confirm that he didn’t care about her.

It was precisely because he didn’t care that he acted so recklessly.

Arranging to meet another woman for the night, right in front of her.

Fluffy Zane hated this version of herself—so blind she had no dignity, so infatuated she had no self-respect.

Sometimes she would think that she was just accumulating these disappointments, bit by bit.

Until one day, he would have hurt her so much, to the point where she was completely numb. Then, she would surely be able to let him go.

Completely let him go.

So now, she told herself, she was merely accumulating the disappointments he dealt her.

She was waiting for that day to arrive, the day she could finally, completely let him go.

William Guillen withdrew his gaze, turned the car around, and drove away.

「...」

George Stanford’s injuries were gradually healing.

The fire had destroyed all the crucial equipment in the hospital; nothing had been spared.

So, even if George Stanford had wanted to perform surgery on Sophie Sullivan immediately, he lacked the necessary means.

When Thomas Shannon learned of this, he asked George Stanford to make a list of the needed equipment. That very day, George Stanford compiled a list of all the high-end medical devices required.

"Charlie River, acquire this equipment as soon as possible." Thomas Shannon handed the list to Charlie River.

Charlie River glanced down at the list and noted that some of the items would need to be imported. He said, "Young Master, this might take some time."