Chapter 62 

Her expression always took her back to a decade ago, when she was trying to fit in, miles away from her comfort zone, living on someone else’s terms. 

Suddenly, Judson seemed to sense something, looking up at Nancy. “Nancy, that wicked woman bumped into you. Are you hurt?” 

Nancy quickly shook her head. “No.” It might seem she was hurt, but she knew Judson had protected her exceptionally well, not even a scratch. 

Judson sighed in relief, his body visibly relaxing, clearly exhausted. “Nancy, I’m so tired. Will you stay with me? I’m scared.” 

Looking at Judson’s pale face, Nancy sat down. “Sure, sleep.” 

With that, Judson lay down on the bed, holding Nancy’s hand tightly as the IV dripped into his vein, and he closed his eyes with fatigue. 

Almost at the same time, the phone rang. It was Orlando. 

Nancy immediately stood up. Seeing Judson wasn’t awakened by the ring, she quickly took the phone and stepped outside. 

As the door closed, Judson opened his eyes again, watching the direction Nancy left, a thoughtful smirk playing on his lips. 

He picked up the phone from the table and typed a message. 

[Find out what happened between Cyrus and Nancy this year. Also, cut off the Harris family. Leave no stone unturned.] 

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Outside the room, Nancy answered the call. 

Orlando’s grave voice came through, “Lena, I’m sorry, I was too late. Ann’s plane has already taken off…” 

Nancy’s pupils contracted slightly, grasping the phone tighter. 

Orlando continued hastily, “But don’t worry. I’ve sent the video of Ann bumping into you to the Harris family. If they don’t hand over Ann, I will expose them!” 

*Lena, I’ll ensure you and Judson get justice for this!” 

Nancy’s eyes turned icy. “The video won’t be enough to threaten the Harris family. They won’t hand over Ann 

because of it.” 

The Harris family had the backing of Evergreen Global. 

Orlando paused, taking a moment to process Nancy’s words. “You’re right. Just that won’t be enough to threaten them,” he said finally, “I’ll start digging up dirt on the Harris family to send to Evergreen Globall” 

Only if Evergreen Global cut ties with the Harris family and their wrongdoings got exposed would it pose a real threat to them. If Evergreen Global stopped collaborating, other companies would think twice before joining hands with the Harris family. 

Nancy responded, “Orlando, I’ll leave it in your hands.” 

“It’s no trouble. I sparked off it, anyway. You stay at the hospital and look after Judson. I’ll handle the rest. Winnie is taking care of the company.” 

Nancy didn’t argue, her mind on Judson’s pale face. “Let’s proceed with that. I’m heading back to the room.” 

She had to return to avoid Judson waking up again and panicking at not seeing her 

Chapter 62. 

It wasn’t that she was overly concerned about Judson. It was just that his current state was because of her. 

Nancy hung up and re–entered the room. Looking at the man still sleeping on the bed, his delicate features, unable to hide his frail beauty, evoked pity. 

Nancy pulled up a chair and sat down again, closing her eyes as an indescribable fatigue washed over her, spreading from the depths of her heart. She could feel the lingering effects of her cold, which hadn’t fully recovered yet. 

Time passed, and as Nancy drifted between sleep and wakefulness, she felt engulfed in a warm embrace, the familiar scent of sandalwood filling her senses. 

Nancy tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were incredibly heavy. 

A deep, soothing voice whispered in her ear, “Babe, sleep. I’m here.” 

The night deepened, leaving only the sound of even breathing. 

Compared to Nancy’s tumultuous days, Cyrus was visibly more agitated. 

“Why can’t we find Nancy yet? It’s been days. Are you all incompetent?” Cyrus slammed his fist on the table, his face unable to hide his impatience. 

None of the people before him dared to speak. 

Witnessing it all, Hayley gently offered Cyrus a cup of hot chocolate. “Cyrus, calm down.” 

Calm down? How could he calm down? 

Clenching his fists, Cyrus thought of the auctioned Only You and the wedding ring. 

Taking a deep breath, his eyes bloodshot, he turned to his subordinates, “Have you negotiated with the other side? When will they hand over the Only You and the wedding ring?” 

Not daring to hide anything, the subordinate stammered, “Mr. Gordon, the other side… they said they’re not short of money and don’t want to sell the auctioned items for now.”