Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 399: Every woman's eyes were locked on him. Suddenly, the crowd parted as someone burst in, shrieking, "Someone fell down the stairs!" Milton tensed immediately upon hearing the commotion, his eyes darting toward the door. That sense of foreboding washed over him once more. The crowd erupted into a frenzy of chatter. "Oh my God! What happened this time?" "No clue. It hasn't been quiet for a long while. What now?" "Go and have a look." Milton pushed past the people in his way and made a beeline for the door.

Rain poured in as the banquet hall door creaked open, revealing chaos outside. A spectator urgently pointed toward the bottom of the stairs. "She fell down the stairs! That woman fell from here! I saw it with my own eyes!" In the midst of the pouring rain, the group could barely make out the figure on the ground, the forty-five steps making it even more treacherous. Milton wasted no time and bolted down the stairs, his heart pounding in his chest. He prayed to every deity he knew that the fallen figure was not Candice. As he reached the bottom, a bright light illuminated the area.

The large ring-shaped advertising light box by the entrance of the Gold Well Hotel was switched on, reserved only for red carpet events. The sudden brightness cast everything in a new light. It was then Milton saw the truth: Candice lay there, motionless on the ground. He was stunned. His heart dropped to his stomach. The scene was terrible-there was blood everywhere. Milton stood frozen, his mind a blank slate. He knelt down and held Candice in his trembling arms. Don't miss fresh updates on gαℓησνℓs․cøm Amidst the chaos, bystanders rushed forward, clamoring and shouting.

Someone yelled, "Call an ambulance!" "I already did!" One person in the crowd was hysterical, screaming at the sight of the blood. Others began speculating, their words muffled by the din of the crowd. "What's happening? Is that blood coming from her lower body? Is it a miscarriage?" "The police have taken the Harman family members away. Who could have pushed her down the stairs?" "She fell from such a height. It's terrible. She might even have a miscarriage!" "Who did it?" Milton grew increasingly frustrated at the chaos around him.

At that moment, holding Candice in his arms, he felt her growing weightless. Panic surged as he realized she was getting colder by the second. Fear overwhelmed him like never before, and he gripped her even tighter. . . .