The President’s Stubborn Love

“It’s happened and the company sent me to commiserate with Ken on his health and, by the way, to find out who was behind this accident.”

Mrs. Allen and Ken froze at the same time.

Ken was even more puzzled, “Are you saying that this was orchestrated?”

“Right.”

Sherry scanned the door for the nurse who hadn’t left and went straight over and unlocked it.

“It’s possible that Nola targeted me and it was me she wanted to harm, but you showed up unexpectedly and caused things to go sideways.”

When Mrs. Allen heard this, the fire flared up again.

“And it’s not because of you!”

Ken’s brow furrowed, “What about the other possibilities?”

“I just heard your brothers talking outside and one of them, perhaps, did something they shouldn’t have done for the sake of the inheritance.”

Ken’s pupils wavered slightly, not as if he was terribly surprised.

Instead, he barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

“Sherry, they’re both my real brothers from the same father, so be careful what you say.”

Strangely enough, when Sherry finished saying this, Mrs. Allen fell silent.

Instead of the furious tirade against Sherry that she had just delivered, she wore a sad look.

Ken looked to Sherry, “Thank you for coming to see me on behalf of the company, you can go now.”

Sherry stood still, motionless.

Like a puppeteer, repeating what he had just said, “This incident, it was no accident.”

Ken’s usual sunny and gentle face was tinted with a bit of ruthlessness, “Can you stop saying that? I’m the one in the hospital bed now, and the doctors have said I’m fine! I’ll be discharged soon and The Allen family won’t hold you responsible for anything, period.”

He finished his heartbreaking roar, his hand slowly tightening.

The head hung down, half unable to say a word.

Until, Sherry nodded, “I’ll pass on your message to Mr. Swift and the Law Department and wish you a speedy recovery.”

She walked out of the ward without a backward glance, leaving the Allen family mother and son alone.

Later that evening, CEO Adam Allen came to the ward and, after a brief concern for Ken’s injuries, asked his lawyers to sue Night Group straight away.

The Allen family has several brothers who are all in the mood for a good time.

Occasionally, he would pretend to be concerned about Ken’s health and make a few sarcastic remarks of little use.

“This has to happen as soon as possible and the partnership with the Night Group side is all …”

“Dad, I’m not going to pursue this.” Ken looked up, a slight flush under his eyes.

Next to her, Mrs. Allen was in tears.

“What?”

Ken took a deep breath as his phone screen just went dark, it was Sherry sending him a message.

His low voice surrounded the ward, “We have no hard evidence to sue Night Group, and if we lose, Adelpha Group’s reputation, which has been built up over the years, will be greatly damaged, and I will suffer a little compared to the long-term relationship between the two groups.”

His brothers were confused for a moment.

“No Ken, you don’t quite understand what goes on in the business world, it’s the Night Group that owes you now and you can’t just let it go.”

“Yes, big brother has contacted the lawyers, you just need to cooperate.”

The ward was overwhelmed with activity for a while.

These brothers of his have really gone to a lot of trouble.

Suddenly someone said, “Are you afraid of implicating her because of Sherry? That’s why you don’t want to sue the Night Group. How can you make this … because of a woman?”

“That’s enough.”

For the first time in his life, Ken talked back at home.

“I have made up my mind and no one can change my mind, if you want to sue the Night Group then go ahead, don’t take me with you, I won’t say a word.”

He couldn’t stand looking at it, got up and moved his feet to get out of the ward.

The door closed and the ward became even louder with the sound of arguing.

Ken frowned and walked in the direction of the hospital rooftop.

Sherry had been waiting there for some time and turned back at the sound of footsteps and handed over a bottle of warm water.

“Are you okay?”

Ken smiled bitterly, his eyes twinkling, “I’m sorry to make you laugh, our family, originally, was not like this.”

It’s just that in the past few years, as the company has expanded and several brothers have started families one after another, the issue of an heir has caused the family to fall out.

“No.” Sherry turned away, the breeze ruffling her hair.

In that moment, the bitterness spreading through Ken’s heart took on a heavier meaning.

The words Sherry had sent him, and her current attitude, made it clear to Ken that she just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.

She was completely unconcerned about his situation.

A feeling of despondency grew in his heart and Ken struggled for a few moments before finding the courage to speak up, “Is it Mr. Swift’s idea for you to handle this?”

“Yes, he values the partnership with the Adelpha Group and hopes that you will be the one to run the Adelpha Group in the future.”

I have to say that Aaron, as a person, does have a long-term vision.

But Sherry would pry into the relationships within The Allen family and send Ken another message like that, just so she could get away with it herself.

“And what if, if I don’t cooperate and listen to them, I have to sue the Night Group?” Ken asked tentatively, his eyes fixing on Sherry’s face.

Sherry turned sideways and asked rhetorically, “Do I need to tell you more about what happens when you go against Aaron?”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Ken had nothing to say in return.

Looking at Sherry standing in front of him, those thoughts in his mind were suddenly replaced by something that popped up.

“Sherry, can I ask why you stayed with Night Group?”

Sherry was all set to leave when she heard this and stopped in her tracks, “Because of Aaron.”

Ken’s eyes were even more clouded with gloom.

It was not until Sherry had been gone for some time that Mrs. Allen found her way to the rooftop and hastily brought him back to the ward.

Sherry had by now walked out of the hospital and down the street path, all the way ahead, was Aaron’s car parked at the curb.

When she got into the car, the man was flicking through the financial magazine in his hand.

A look that didn’t really care if she would fail or not.

“Ken made a statement to HIS family that he himself would not testify and would not sue the Night Group,” Sherry said, feeling that she had sort of pulled this off.

Aaron lifted his eyes to look at her, the light from the window enveloped him, even his hair carried a faint halo of light, and although he was close, it was still impenetrable to his expression.

“If Mr. Swift has no orders, I shall leave you.”

“What did you use to get Ken to take your word for it, the beauty trick?”

“No.” Sherry frowned in disbelief, why did he use that tone of voice?

As if she had compelled Ken over this, “I am …”

“Ken likes you, and if you weren’t the one who went to the data room at the time, he wouldn’t have helped, and he wouldn’t have, gotten hurt on your behalf.” Aaron said so, flinging a few pictures straight out.

The mysterious figure that Sherry had noticed had been found.

It is the casual worker responsible for delivering office supplies and, also, a photograph of him manning the cargo box hangers.

Sherry’s pupils shook, “His target, me?”