Cheyenne felt disoriented as the car suddenly came to a stop. Inertia caused her body, still half asleep, to lurch forward towards the windshield. Just as it seemed she was about to collide with the ss, Benson stepped on the brakes and quickly reached out to steady her by grabbing her shoulder.


    She woke up abruptly. “What’s going on?”


    “Cheyenne, I’m sorry. I didn’t see an elderly man crossing the road suddenly. I had to brake abruptly to avoid hitting them,” Benson exined.


    “Are you okay?”


    His concerned gaze scanned Cheyenne up and down, making sure she wasn’t injured, before he let out a sigh of relief.


    Cheyenne shook her head lightly and shifted her gaze to the elderly person lying on the ground in front of the car. She furrowed her brows.


    “Let’s go down and check on him.”


    “Okay.”


    The elderly man, appearing to be around sixty or seventy years old,y on the ground. He wore a long ck windcoat with a brown towel underneath. His body convulsed intermittently, and his face contorted with deep wrinkles, showing signs of pain. Foam dripped from his mouth, apanied by agonizing moans.


    His reading sses had fallen under the car and were crushed by the tires, making it impossible to clearly see who was in front of him. He could only vaguely sense the presence of a young man and woman wearing white coats.


    Onlookers, thinking that a car ident had urred, gathered around, discussing the scene in whispers.


    “Is this a car ident? Why is this person lying in front of someone’s car?”


    Another woman replied sarcastically, “Who knows if he’s genuinely in pain or faking it? The car is still more than two meters away from him, and there’s no blood on the ground.”


    “Maybe he’s intentionally trying to extort money. Elderly people these days can be so cunning and malicious.”


    “We don’t dare to help, and we don’t dare to touch him.”


    Her words were met with approving apuse from the crowd.


    Indeed, who would dare to help an elderly person lying on the ground without money? Moreover, the young man was driving a Lamborghini, a multi-million-dor luxury car… Maybe this elderly person specifically targeted him because he knew he had money.


    Upon observing the man’s expression and reactions, Cheyenne firmly refuted those assumptions in her heart.


    He’s not faking it.


    He’s having a seizure!


    Just then, a deep and cold voice rang out from the crowd, catching Cheyenne’s attention. She turned around and saw a tall and handsome figure quickly running towards them. The chilly wind lifted the corner of the man’s suit, revealing a blue and white striped shirt underneath, entuating his strong and slender waist.


    As she looked at his face, it seemed familiar. Upon seeing Cheyenne, Hayden himself was momentarily surprised. However, his gaze was quickly drawn to his father lying on the ground, and he hurriedly reached out to pick him up.


    In the instant his hand reached out, Cheyenne’s cold warning voice came from above.


    “He’s having a seizure. I advise you not to approach him. There’s a possibility that the patient might lose consciousness and bite you.”


    Before her words fell, a beautiful and young woman abruptly interrupted.


    “Cheyenne? Is that really you?”


    Despite the freezing weather, this person was dressed in a thin, bright red dress. She had a solid-colored woolen scarf draped over her shoulder, and her long hair was elegantly styled with a string of round, pristine white pearls as an essory. Her delicately made-up face appeared slightly distorted due to her astonishment.


    Upon hearing her call out her name, Cheyenne’s misty eyes met the woman’s gaze. Her vermilion lips slightly parted as she asked, full of questioning.


    “You know me?” It was a mix of questioning and disbelief.


    Come on, how could she forget her?


    However, those clear and clean eyes seemed filled with innocence and unfamiliarity, as if… it was truly their first encounter.


    Emily, utterly astonished, instinctively covered her lips with her gloved hand adorned with whitece, giving her an elegant and expensive appearance.


    Benson walked up from behind and held Cheyenne’s hand, greeting Emily in the process.


    “Miss Davidson, long time no see,” Emily greeted.


    Turning around, a voice whispered in Cheyenne’s ear, audible only to the two of them, “Miss Emily Davidson is the President’s adopted daughter.”


    “Oh,” Cheyenne responded, unexpectedly indifferent. Emily had thought Cheyenne would be more humble upon hearing her identity, but she merely let out a faint hum. It made Emily feel a sense of powerlessness.


    The silent tension between the two women was probably known only to them.


    Hayden lifted his father from the ground and patted his back withrge hands, trying to calm him down.


    “Dad! Dad, are you okay?”


    However, his efforts were in vain. Leon, in extreme pain, couldn’t even recognize the person in front of him and fiercely bit his hand.


    Hiss~


    Through his suit jacket, deep teeth marks were left on Hayden’s arm, indicating the force Leon exerted.


    Emily’s attention shifted to her fiancé. Seeing his furrowed brows, she frantically pulled out her phone from her handbag, preparing to dial emergency services.


    “It’s toote!”


    Hayden’s eyes turned red uncontrobly. Every time his father had a seizure, he would writhe on the ground, foaming at the mouth. That’s why they had a family doctor who provided long-term care.


    However, this time, due to a few days of being away, Leon experienced a seizure upon returning from another city with a different climate.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    Today, the city center was even more crowded than usual due to thepetition taking ce.


    Calling the hospital and having someone arrive would take at least an hour.


    But for a patient experiencing a seizure, that hour felt like an eternity, filled with agonizing torment.


    “Something’s wrong! Mr. Lara… he’s rolling his eyes!”


    Emily took a step back in fright, using her handbag to shield her eyes, only daring to steal nces from the corner of her eye.


    When she saw foam on Leon’s chin and beard, staining his ck coat, a look of disgust and nausea filled her eyes.


    Yet, Hayden still asked her to help move Leon into the car.


    “But… Hayden, I… I’m weak, and wearing high heels is inconvenient…”


    Emily’s face contorted in a grieving expression as she softly refused.


    After all, she was soon to present an award as a guest of honor, and if she were to dirty her dress and have to redo her styling, it wouldpletely dy her time.


    At the moment her words left her mouth, a strong sense of disappointment and coldness appeared in Hayden’s eyes like never before.