Chapter 292: Chapter 292

Angela made her first move, but before she got within ten steps of Conrad Sterling, she was already defeated.

After being chased out, she was unwilling to give up and stayed at the hospital entrance, refusing to leave.

She squatted there for most of the day.

Until evening, Angela saw Anna driving to the hospital.

Since Anna had no other friends in Veridia right now, she must be here to see Conrad Sterling.

Moreover, Angela waited outside until after nine or ten in the evening and hadn’t seen her come out.

"Oh, Anna! No wonder you refuse to match me with President Sterling, turns out you have something going on with him yourself. Sneaking around in a hospital, what a disgrace!"

Angela spat contemptuously on the ground, ready to storm in and catch them in the act.

But halfway there, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Don’t even mention that she couldn’t get into President Sterling’s ward!

President Sterling was a respectable man; if she caused a scene, his impression of her would worsen.

No! She couldn’t go up just yet!

Angela needed to think carefully about how she could get close to President Sterling!

At this moment, upstairs in the ward—

Anna couldn’t fulfill her promise yesterday to have lunch with Conrad Sterling.

Conrad Sterling insisted she had to stay one night at the hospital with him to make up for the effort he spent staying up late to help her with the plan.

So she stayed, since the knife wound on this man still hadn’t healed properly, he couldn’t do anything anyway.

Anna stayed in the ward looking at the design drafts June Irving sent her.

Conrad Sterling was also working; both of them were on their computers, not interfering with each other.

But then Anna ordered takeaway, filling the ward with the smell of spicy hot pot. While eating, she was gasping from the spiciness, and Conrad Sterling couldn’t help but glance at her several times.

"Don’t you need to control your weight? Eating high-calorie food this late?" Conrad Sterling asked.

"I recently accepted a new school idol drama, which requires me to gain a bit of weight, so it’s okay." Anna replied, "I’m preparing for the role."

"Delicious! I’ve been to so many places, and I still find Veridia’s food the most satisfying. Plus, I grew up here; I know which places have the best tastes, and I never get disappointing takeout!"

After praising the hot pot and herself, Anna noticed Conrad Sterling’s gaze still on her and couldn’t help but ask, "Conrad Sterling, do you want to try some?"

"The doctor said you can only eat light food now. The chefs you hired are all in Aethelgard, right? With the bland hospital food you’ve been having, aren’t you tired of it? Want to try my favorite spicy hot pot?"

"Come on, try it. I can dip the ingredients into clear soup to rinse off the chili and oil from the surface, then it wouldn’t count as spicy or greasy food, right?"

Anna picked a perfectly cooked broad noodle from her bowl, dipping it into the clear soup to separate the seasoning and chili oil from the surface.

Then she caught it with a plastic lid and brought it to Conrad Sterling’s lips, "Hurry, eat this noodle, it’s so smooth!"

With the food already at his lips, President Sterling didn’t refuse.

Even though Anna’s self-deceiving method sounded ridiculous.

After Conrad Sterling swallowed the noodle, Anna asked him, "Is it good?"

The longer President Sterling stayed with Anna, the lower his standards for food became.

Just like these broad noodles, they would never have made it onto President Sterling’s elite menu in the past.

"Conrad Sterling, you shouldn’t say it’s okay, you should say it’s really delicious!"

President Sterling frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"It’s you, Conrad ’Really Delicious’! Hahaha!" Anna clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she could hardly stand up straight.

Anna found Conrad’s character to be incredibly awkward. He wouldn’t say he wanted something or liked it; he would only accept it when it was fed to him, pretending to accept it reluctantly.

With people he liked, too, he would act uninterested despite wanting them. The most update n0vels are published on novel·fire.net

When people went to great lengths to marry him, he was probably ecstatic inside while outwardly putting up a show of reluctance to accept.

"How can anyone stand you, Conrad ’Really Delicious’!"

Anna felt her nickname for him really hit the spot.

"Don’t think you can fool me with internet slang, Refute Thornton!"

Angela Thornton would often wander around the entrance of Conrad Sterling’s hospital when she had free time.

Finally, one day she caught President Sterling leaving the hospital.

Angela Thornton quietly followed Conrad Sterling, trailing him to the entrance of Veridia’s Fourth Mental Institution.

"A mental institution? What is he doing here?" Angela was puzzled.

However, she had a feeling that she might discover President Sterling’s unspeakable secrets here.

So, after Conrad Sterling left, Angela sneaked into the mental institution.

She simply couldn’t comprehend why someone like President Sterling, with his prestigious status, would come to such a place personally.

The mental institution was different from ordinary hospitals; the doctors and nurses here appeared indifferent, and the patients were a mix of various bizarre individuals. The floors were cold and damp, permeated with an indescribable stench.

Angela didn’t even know where she had wandered to; it seemed she was in a section for closely monitored patients.

Typically, those locked up here were patients with strong tendencies for social aggression. To ensure they stayed put, the doors were made of iron and were kept locked at all times.

Even meal delivery had to be done through a small opening in the door.

Angela thought she heard someone banging on the wall and quietly peeked through the small hole in the door, only to see a disheveled person turn their head, a pair of bloodshot eyes staring back at her through the strands of messy hair.

"Ah!" Angela screamed in fright, retreating several steps backward.

"I... I accidently got in here, I was just passing by. Don’t come after me!"

She said this and was about to run, but a voice called out to her: "Wait! You’re not from here? Can you let me out?"

"Why should I let you out? You’re a lunatic, what if you come out and hurt me?"

"I’m not crazy, I’ve been set up! I offended some bad people, that’s why I’m locked up here!" Holly Sutton’s hand stretched out from the iron window, grabbing Angela tightly.

This was her only chance to leave this place; she couldn’t let it slip away.

Angela was almost scared to death by her; those hands were stained with blood, and the ten fingers had no nails left.

She didn’t dare to look but couldn’t break free either, so she turned her head to the side and asked, "Who locked you here? Go find the person who locked you up, why are you holding onto me!"

Angela clutched her studded bag and hit the hand in front of her hard: "Let go, let go! Whoever locked you up, go find them, just don’t come after me!"

Holly winced in pain but refused to withdraw her hand: "I’m telling you, Anna Thornton locked me up here, and I must take revenge on her. If you don’t help me today, I’ll kill you first!"

"No... don’t kill me!" Angela was so frightened she even dropped her bag, but she seemed to recognize a familiar name from the crazy woman’s words.

"Who did you say? Anna Thornton? You want to take revenge on my cousin?" Angela couldn’t help but examine the crazy woman’s face through the small opening in the door, "Who are you? Are you... President Sutton?"

Angela’s father used to work for Holly Sutton, so she had seen Holly a few times.

However, Holly Sutton used to be decked out in luxury brands, both young and beautiful. Now, she looked disheveled and wretched like a madwoman, making it really hard to recognize her.

"It really is President Sutton? Didn’t you run off after getting into legal trouble? How come you’re here?"

"Let me out first, and I’ll tell you slowly!" Holly saw that Angela was an acquaintance and tried to lure her into opening the door.

But Angela wasn’t foolish this time: "How could I? You’re a murderer, if I let you out you’ll harm me."

"Angela, do you also believe that I’m a murderer? I was framed. Think about it; I’m not a violent person, and even if you gave me the courage of ten men, I wouldn’t dare to stab President Sterling with a knife!"

Angela thought carefully, realizing that Holly might have a point.

"It’s all that bitch Anna Thornton’s fault; she framed me! She couldn’t stand me being in charge of the company and was jealous that your father and the other shareholders sided with me, so she set a trap to frame me."

"Then how did you end up here?" Angela asked her again.

"I told you, it’s all part of Anna Thornton’s little scheme. I didn’t start any fire or hurt anyone; she was afraid the truth would come out, so she locked me here. In fact, I didn’t even escape from prison; I was just controlled by that brat Anna Thornton. She keeps me from seeing outsiders so that I won’t expose the false image she created in front of President Sterling."

Out of everything Holly said, only the last sentence caught Angela’s interest.

"That’s right, my cousin really is too much! Not only did she steal my boyfriend at my birthday party, but later, when I took an interest in President Sterling, she refused to introduce me, saying it was for my own good so I should give up. Clearly, she just wanted to climb up herself."

"So you must really hate her, right? That brat really has a knack for seducing men; with her around, your dreams will never come true in this lifetime. But if you let me out, I can help you take care of her."

"You really can help me?"

"Of course, we have a common enemy!"