MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Joshua looked at Simon as if he were an idiot. "Would you be so useless?"

Simon was exasperated.

"Are you not confident in winning the organization?" Joshua asked trenchantly.

Simon paled a little, but he understood what Joshua meant.

He cooperated with Joshua. Eventually, he wanted the organization while Joshua wanted Ted. If he could take advantage of this opportunity to take over the organization and turn it into his own with the fastest speed, then even if Ted or Joshua wanted to fight back, they would not have the opportunity anymore.

Risks always accompanied opportunities. He was not interested in the organization, but he knew better than taking it away from Ted would make him very uncomfortable. He would do anything that made Ted unhappy.

"Of course, I have confidence in my ability." Simon looked at him unhappily. "You don't have to change the subject, Joshua. I still can't trust you. You haven't seen the old man at all, have you? Why do you hate him so much?"

Hate? Joshua's eyes became dark.

These days, he tried hard to find out what happened that year from the people in the know. He didn't want to make the wrong decision when he didn't have complete knowledge of the real condition.

Having said that, the more he knew about it, the more furious he became. But he had hardly had any hope for his biological father, so he wasn't disappointed. It was just that he felt aggrieved for Stacy.

If Ted hadn't threatened his life now, he would have preferred never to meet Ted.

However, Joshua was well aware that Ted would not let him go. Grandpa Sloane made it clear that Ted paid great attention to the lineage of the King family and did not allow any descendants to be left out.

If Ted only came to him, he certainly wouldn't worry. But he was afraid that Ted would never be soft on the people around him. Ted would use both Hazel and Stacy to threaten him.

Joshua would never put Hazel in any danger. What was more, Stacy's condition was improving, and doctors were extremely optimistic about it. He didn't want Stacy to be stimulated anymore in this situation.

Hence, Ted must fall into his hands so that he could ensure the safety of the people around him! Furthermore, Ted and Stay's real past must only be known to the two of them. If Joshua could pry something out of Ted's mouth, it would certainly help Stacy's illness. Ted owed Stacy, and it was time for him to pay back!

"I just want to end it all." Joshua's eyes were resolute. "At least, if the organization is controlled by you, it will not threaten Hazel's safety."

"Deal!" Simon agreed readily. If Joshua really said he hated Ted, he wouldn't buy it. But Simon accepted this reason. His injuries had constantly been reminding him of what Joshua could do for Hazel.

***

Hazel chatted with Grandpa Sloane. Joshua did not object to her being near Grandpa Sloane. Moreover, Hazel made Stacy get better, so Grandpa Sloane now liked her hugely.

"Grandpa Sloane, shall we have dinner together in the evening to celebrate our pleasant cooperation?" Hazel suggested. She was willing to try any means that could improve the relationship between Grandpa Sloane and Joshua.

"Don't bother..." Grandpa Sloane regrettably refused. Of course, he wanted to have dinner with them, but Joshua's current attitude was ambiguous, and he was afraid that he would upset Joshua.

Looking at Hazel's disappointed look, Grandpa Sloane didn't have the heart to completely refuse, so he said fatherly, "Hazel, don't think too much. I'm tired today, so I'll go home to rest this time. Let's make an appointment for dinner another day, okay?"

Hazel knew Grandpa Sloane's concerns.

"Okay," She smiled and agreed.

After sending Grandpa Sloane away, Hazel got into the car, ready to return to Denmark Group.

While Crystal was driving, Hazel sat next to her, took out her phone, and prepared to call Joshua.

After she was kidnapped last time, Joshua asked Crystal to keep close to Hazel. Although Joshua had Simon's assurance, the organization was still Ted after all.

Nonetheless, before Hazel could call, Crystal suddenly stepped on the brake. Hazel's body leaned forward with inertia, and her phone was almost thrown out.

"What's the matter?" Hazel asked in surprise.

Crystal looked ahead. "There's someone faking an injury."

"Faking an injury?" Hazel was very speechless. Wasn't it the trick she had used deliberately to pester Grandpa Sloane the other day? It was really "every dog has its day." So soon, someone faked an injury for her?

"Yes, let me get off and have a look. Madam, you'd better stay in the car first," Crystal said, vigilant.

The fact that there was someone suddenly faking an injury at this time was not that simple.

"Okay." Hazel nodded her head.

Crystal got out of the car and saw the man lying upright on the ground, groaning and crying, "Ouch…."

A group of people gathered around, and many of them even took pictures with their phones. Someone shouted, "Somebody is hit! Call the police! Call the ambulance!"

Hazel couldn't help frowning at the mess.

She pushed open the door and got out of the car.

"Madam." Crystal hurried over to her side and looked warily at the people around.

"Don't worry," Hazel whispered. "I think they are just ordinary people."

Hazel could tell, and so could Crystal, of course. But even if they were just ordinary people, it still made them feel there was something fishy because they couldn't wait to surround them immediately after the 'accident' took place.

"Are you all right?" Hazel asked.

The man on the ground acted as if he was badly injured and didn't answer Hazel at all.

"My car has an automobile data recorder." Hazel reminded him. She was not yet unable to cope with such incidents as faking an injury.

Unexpectedly, when he heard this, the man lying on the ground suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

The onlookers were shocked. Someone shouted at once, "Aw, gee, you hit someone, but you don't send him to the hospital?! And you actually threaten him?!"

"Yeah. He spat blood. He must have an internal injury!"

Hazel was a little bewildered. Ignoring the gossip, she whispered to Crystal, "Did we really not bump into someone just now?"

"No, we didn't," Crystal spoke with certainty.

Hazel certainly believed she didn't lie. Then there was someone who wanted to make trouble for her on purpose.

Looking at the man who was still spitting blood, Hazel said indifferently, "Crystal, call the ambulance. Sir, rest assured. No matter how badly you get hurt, I will pay enough money to treat your injuries in the hospital until you recover."