Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 321: She reached out and gently wiped her face with the back of her hand. For some reason, the spot where Milton had kissed her burned. She wiped it repeatedly, trying to erase every trace of his kiss. She had known for some time that whenever she fell asleep at her desk, Milton would carry her to her bedroom. But tonight, she had stayed awake to witness it. At last, the most guarded corner of her heart crumbled. Milton had been gradually eroding it, and now it had finally fallen. Candice quickly jumped out of bed and returned to the study.

She turned her computer back on and took the withdrawal application from her desk drawer. Back in law school, her criminal law professor had emphasized one thing repeatedly: those who studied law must always trust evidence, not their own senses. Even if they saw or heard something themselves, they should not jump to conclusions without solid, conclusive proof. Candice's judgment was always impeccable when handling other people's problems. However, when it came to her own affairs, she wasn't as resolute or decisive.

She had reviewed the surveillance video from that night several times but had found no shred of evidence. As a result, she was filled with doubts about the case. Was the truth far more complicated than she had imagined? Was it mere coincidence that Milton broke into her suite that night? Or had someone orchestrated the whole thing? Could it be that she wasn't the real target at all? Was she simply collateral damage? Why would anyone go to such lengths to disable an entire monitoring and access control system just to ruin her wedding night? It made no sense.

Lose yourself in stories on gαℓησνs․com She had been in contact with Milton for some time now and had come to see him differently. Her suspicions about the situation only deepened. Biting the cap of her pen, Candice frowned and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she signed her name on the withdrawal application. The next morning, it was just after seven, but the sky was still dark. Gloomy rain clouds hung heavy over the city, with faint flashes of lightning visible in the distance. After finishing her work late last night, Candice had gone to bed to catch up on sleep.

When she woke up and got ready, she noticed an unexpected hint of red on her underwear. At that moment, streaks of lightning lit up the sky outside her window, as if tearing it open. The air suddenly felt heavy and oppressive. Candice was shaken by the sight of blood and stunned for a few moments. . . .