Chapter 353
Chapter 353
Instantly, Kenneth held her with one arm while he pulled out his other hand. He turned to look at the
intruder.
By the door was the woman who had just been driven away by Arabella. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
The woman heard that Kenneth had returned and had rushed over. She didn't expect to see this scene.
Kenneth, dressed in a well-ironed shirt and pants, held the delicate girl in his arms. The black shirt
hanging loosely on her body. The bathroom was in an atmosphere of romance.
The woman froze as she looked up and met Kenneth's cold eyes. She immediately shuddered and
stuttered, "M... Mr. Lucero..."
Kenneth grabbed something and threw it on the door. With a snap, the tens-of-thousands-dollars
ashtray was shattered into pieces, accompanied by his icy and furious voice, "Get out!"
Sharp fragments of the ashtray flew to the woman's face and left a painful cut on her face.
Scared by the man's soaring anger, the woman ran out, covering her bleeding face.
Kenneth was very angry. He had encountered many temptations like that, but the tactics the woman
used were still rare. He touched Arabella's long hair and kissed her forehead. "Don't be afraid. I've
gotten her out. I'll make her get out of Hardgrad."
Arabella buried her flushed face in his chest and clenched her fists to hit him. "It's all your fault. How
can I face people? I'm mad at you!"
...
Kenneth tried to coax her, but Mrs. Lucero refused to speak to him. Kenneth had to come out and deal
with that woman first. His life assistant quickly found an honest and elderly woman, who then cleaned
the lounge.
Arabella was still in the lounge. She had changed her clothes, wearing a purple lapel cardigan and
high-waisted jeans. Under the cardigan, there was a white lace camisole. She didn't wear a veil,
revealing her snow-white skin and her rosy lips. She looked pure and delicate like a beautiful lily.
Kenneth brought a hearty breakfast and her favorite desserts to apologize, but Arabella still ignored
him.
At this moment, her phone rang. It was Mr. Gilbert calling.
Arabella knew that Mr. Gilbert must have called for Mina's surgical plan. Mina's surgery would be
performed two days later, and time was quite tight.
Arabella picked up her phone. "Hello, Mr. Gilbert."
"Bella," Arabella heard Mr. Gilbert's kind voice. "Do you have time to come to the hotel now? I booked a
business suite at the hotel. Tyrone has arrived. We are looking forward to you. Let's discuss Mina's
surgical plan."
Before Arabella could speak, steady footsteps came from behind. It was Kenneth.
Kenneth had heard the conversation and looked at Arabella without emotions on his handsome face.
"Do doctors of your research institute have to go to hotels to discuss surgical plans?"