After the car left, Jay and Serena emerged from the darkness.
"Things go as you expected," Jay said.
"Thank you for your help."
"You're welcome. Amy has it coming."
"Who are you?" Serena turned to look at him, "You must be some eminent figure but you've been reverent to me."
"You don't need to know. I owe your father a deep debt of gratitude, so I would always be at your family's service," Jay said slowly and earnestly.
"It's late. Would you like me to give you a ride to the hospital?" Jay offered.
"How do you know I'm going to the hospital?"
Serena sounded sharp.
"I've been watching you since you came here at Mr. Xiao's directive. Hope you don't feel offended."
"So you knew everything happened around me?" Serena asked in disbelief.
"Yes, but I assure you I mean no violation of your privacy. I just want to protect you, which is also what Mr. Xiao wishes."
Serena knitted her brows, her life being watched making her nettled.
But given Adam's protectiveness, it was understandable.
"I see, but I hope it can stop after we're over with Amy."
Jay fell silent. After a while, he opened his mouth, "If that's what Mr. Xiao wants, I'm okay with that."
"I'll talk to my father. I'm not a child anymore. I can protect myself."
"Let's talk about it later. You need to rest now. Get in the car."
Jay gestured at a luxurious car beside them which made Serena more curious about his identity.
Jay pulled over halfway and bought some food for her.
"I guess you're hungry," he said thoughtfully.
When Serena got to the hospital, Avery was still asleep.
She touched his forehead and felt relieved that the fever had gone down.
She lifted his blanket and lay quietly beside him.
It was a suite of a luxury hotel.
Amy felt hot but assumed composure, asking those men, "Why do you take me here?"
"To have some fun of course."
One of them opened a bottle of red wine and directly poured it on Amy's head. She shouted in shock, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Amy, so much for playing the innocent girl. You know what we want," the man said, reaching up and loosening his tie.
Amy's shirt was soaked with wine, sticking to her skin. "If you want women, I will get some for you," she said.
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