Chapter 397


    Chapter 397 Wait for Me


    J was nestling on the sofa. Although she was as small as a cat, her cold face and


    the dominating vigor emanating from her body still


    made Marvin, who was around six feet three inches tall, a little bit cringed.


    “Whether Donahueiel is good or bad, loyal or fickle, it’s a private matter between the two of us. I don’t w


    ant to involve the Smedley family.”


    J took a deep breath, and when she met Marvin’s dodging eyes, she was even more angry.


    “In the future, you must never meddle in my affairs with Donahueiel without my permission!”


    “Marvin, if you have no ce to exert your talent, you can work in my


    to be short of an ountant here, with a monthly sry of 40 dors and no holiday!”


    Marvin immediately shrank his neck like a quail and took a step back to diminish his presence.


    He didn’t want to be a long–


    term worker in the Longfellow group, for he knew J was crueler than andlord. Moreover, he woul


    d rather go out on a date if he was free.


    “And Beacher, I happen to be nning to build a racing club right now. Since you are free,e back a


    nd be a car washer for me.”


    Beacher kept silent and thought,” Is she kidding? How can a famous racing driver, be a car washer?”


    “And Donahue, you…”


    J talked vigorously and looked at Donahue who sat aside…


    Unexpectedly, Donahue raised his eyebrowszily and silently looked at J, as if he was listening at


    tentively.


    “You… you should always remind Marvin and Beacher to do things properly and learn more from you.”


    When J met Donahue’s dominating gaze, she suddenly changed her tone.


    Beacher hugged his head in front of theputer and howled. He


    wondered why Jill treated him so differently.


    This was domestic violence. And it was violence even if it was verbal.


    Jughed embarrassedly.


    Donahue, who was her brother, was also like her serious father since childhood. To be honest, she was


    more afraid of her brother than her father when she was a child.


    “Jill,” Marvin called her and hesitantly asked again, “you really don’t need us to take action?”


    Beacher had always been straightforward, “I’ll just say it straight, Jill, do you still like Donahueiel?”


    Thinking of the pain she experienced in the past, J was disappointed and regretted it.


    She hid the memories of her infatuated love and made it her own secret,


    reminding herself not to repeat the same mistakes because of Donahueiel’s


    redemption.


    But this memory was buried too deep, almost growing together with her flesh,


    if she had to forget it, it would definitely be a pain of skin peeling.


    “Even if I don’t like him, I will have feelings even for a dog that I had raised


    for many years.”


    J smiled, her eyes seemed to be covered with a mist and would break at


    any touch, making people unable to bear to touch her scars again.


    “What’s more, I have loved Donahueiel for ten years which has taken up nearly half of my current life. I


    need time to forget himpletely…”


    She would gradually forget all her feelings for Donahueiel, but before that, her


    brothers couldn’t do anything to Donahueiel, otherwise, she would feel guilty


    towards him.


    Seeing J’s depressed appearance, Marvin sighed silently, hating himself for being ipetent and


    not being able to bear all the pain for J.


    Donahue yed with the cup in his hand and remained silent.


    He knew love was illogical. Even if he strictly abode by the principle and was decisive in the business,


    he also interfered with Doris‘ life ignoring the fact that Kade was Doris‘ boyfriend.


    Beacher seemed to be able to feel J’s bone–


    deep pain through the screen and wanted to scold Donahueiel a little more indignantly, but J had


    recovered from the grief and interrupted him.


    “You don’t need to intervene anymore, I will handle my rtionship with


    important thing now is, did the people Beacher sent seed?”


    J


    was well aware of Donahueiel’s strength. With him in charge, the Webster Group would not fall so easil


    y. But if Donahueiel was hurt today, then the fate of the Webster Group would be uncertain.


    Beacher nced at the message sent by the thug, and said in a regretful tone, “Not yet, Donahueiel ha


    s been working overtime at thepany.”


    The people Beacher sent had been squatting for two nights in a row. Beacher didn’t expect Donahueiel


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    to be a workaholic, who lived and boarded directly in thepany, giving Beacher no chance to take a


    ction.


    J breathed a sigh of relief for there was still time to stop him.


    “Hurry up and get them back before things get worse,” J urged, staring at Beacher on the screen.


    Beacher took a long time to find out the number and then nced at J. Seeing her serious and dec


    isive expression, he had no choice but to press the dial button.


    “Tsk!”


    No one answered for a long time. Beacher lowered his head to confirm the number, and there was no


    mistake.


    He called other people, but no one answered.


    “It’s turned off, and I can’t get through,” Beacher shrugged.


    But he was secretly thinking in his heart that although Jill was soft–hearted,


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    he was tough. He hoped they had already done it.


    There were hardly any people at


    that intersection except for the asional freight bus. If Donahueiel got stuck there, no one could help


    him.


    J had no time to think about the smirk on Beacher’s face. She frowned and immediately took out h


    er cell phone to call Donahueiel.


    The phone only rang once before it was picked up.


    “J, what’s wrong?”


    J’s heart trembled inexplicably. Donahueiel’s voice calling her was exceptionally gentle like a warm


    spring breeze blowing past her ears and resounding in her heart.


    It was very quiet on the other end of the phone, not even the sound of wind. She suddenly felt uneasy.


    “Where are you?”


    It waste at night, and a few stars were dotted in the sky.


    There was no one at the intersection, and asionally there was a gust of


    bleak wind.


    More than 20 tall and strong men formed a semicircle, holding and waving baseball bats or steel pipes i


    n their hands, reflecting sharp shadows in the cold moonlight.


    A ckmercial vehicle was surrounded. Donahueiel was sitting in the driver’s seat calmly holding


    his mobile phone, with his other hand half resting on the steering wheel. His cuffs


    were rolled up loosely, and the shiny dial was


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    reflected in the moonlight.


    Since Alfred kept nagging, after he finished the


    work, he ordered Alfred to keep an eye on thepany, drive home by himself, and prepare to take a


    shower and sleep.


    Unexpectedly, he encountered these men at this intersection.


    Without thinking, he could guess who arranged these people.


    From J’s cold inquiry on the phone, Donahueiel keenly sensed her subtle concern. He tapped the s


    teering wheel in a good mood and raised the corner of


    his mouth.


    “I just got off work and on my way home.”


    A group of strong men fiercely stopped in front of the car, but Donahueiel was so calm as if he was wat


    ching a show while drinking coffee.


    The other end of the phone was so quiet, J guessed that Donahueiel hadn’t


    gotten out of the car yet.


    So she spoke quickly, “Stay in the car. I’ll be right there, wait for me.