The Billionaire and His Ex-con Woman

A rise in the temperature, the whole body seemed to be lighten by flame.

Bane Reed staggered to open the room306 and swiftly fell into the bed.

Although the alcohol had almost paralysed her brain, there was still one thought in her mind that could not be taken away by those men.

At that moment there was a heavy breathing responding in the dark room.

"Get out of here!"

Bane Reed was losing her mind when she heard the footsteps outside. 'Don't! Don't take me away, I can't go out. '

Bane Reed knew exactly what would happen to her when she was taken away by the hooligans.

She rushed at the man, holding on tightly to his clothes, saying, "Help me, please. I need you to call the police."

"Let go!"

"No, please."

"Get out of here!"

There was a trace of anger in the man's voice.

The wisp of reason in Bane's mind was going to be gone. All she knew was that she would not let go of the man's clothes.

There was a mixed look on the man's face as he listened to the approaching footsteps outside.

The men had been chasing him, and had done such wicked things as drugging him.

He was on the point of losing his mind, and this woman had to come to him at this very moment.

'It's not my fault, but don't regret it!

Bane had no idea what was going to happen next. Her only conscious moment was to grab the man in front of her, until a sharp pain from behind woke her up a bit.

Bane pushed her capers frantically, to no avail, her voice so hoarse that she could not make a sound.

The man swore under his breath, obviously not expecting the woman to be a stranger.

"I'm sorry, I'll be responsible for you."

Bane's tears flowed uncontrollably and she shook her head. Her eyes were so blurred with tears that she could not see the man's face.

Only hazy to see, that person's neck under a black tattoo.

As the hours dragged on, Bert Ron came to his senses slowly. He glanced at the woman next to him, and a faint trace of pity came to his eyes.

He had always had an aversion to women, and intimacy was almost impossible.

But this woman was different, and he knew the drug was only part of the reason.

The most important thing was that this woman was too much for his taste, just the scar on her chest could make him crazy.

At this moment, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Bert got straight out of bed, put on his clothes quickly, and opened the door.

"Boss, our people have come, let's seize the time to leave, pestering people are still here!"

Bert looked back at the woman lying on the bed, curled up like a fragile fledgling bird.

His voice became tender and he said, "You send a guard over here right now. Don't let this man leave here, and don't let anyone get in!"

"Yes, I'll do it right away!"

This night of pestering let him not have time to warm, this was the first time for this woman, but because of him and hurt.

Bert still wanted to see what the woman looked like, but he did not want to wake her, and his men pressed him so hard that he had to leave quickly.

Before he left, Bert looked round at Bane, and just in time saw the number that had fallen out of her dress. He picked it up.

"No. 110, the Flower Community."

"Wait for me," whispered Bert.

Not long after he left, Bane's eyes opened wide with horror.

Thirty minutes later Bert's men passed by, but the woman in the room was long gone, and only the white sheets were still tinged with bright red.

Bane dragged her weary body home. When she opened the door, there was a noise inside.

"Mother, don't take me, don't, whoo-hoo..."

"Don't cry, Mother will help you."

Betsy Reed was in continual tears, and her face was confused and frightened.

Bane lifted her head and met the eyes of her stepmother, Rosa Davis, a look of surprise that was momentarily replaced by malice.

Rosa immediately turned her eyes to her precious daughter Betsy and said, "Look, this culprit is not here. Why cry?"

Bane was still trying to understand what they were saying when she was slapped in the face and fell unsteadily to the ground.

"Have you the nerve to come back? You not only hit someone with your car, but you run? We don't have a Reed daughter like you! Call the police!"

Bane's face was instantly shocked. "What are you talking about?"

"Betsy, why are you still standing there? Call the police! Let the police arrest her at once! '

Betsy Reed was quick to react, and her face was filled with surprise. She wiped the tears from her face and said, "Sis, how could you drink and drive? You've run over a man and killed him. Give yourself up."

Bane dimly comprehended. "What are you talking about?" she cried frantically. Why would I turn myself in? I didn't hit anyone!"

It wasn't until the police arrived that Bane fully understood what the men were up to. She shouted, "No, don't arrest me! I didn't hit the man, I didn't hit him!"

Rosa forward a station, looking at Bane, tone inside mixed with helpless tunnel: "Bane, I know you are still young and not sensible, but your own mistakes will bear, escape is useless."

Because she was with her back to the police, she gave Bane a vicious look that seemed to kill him.

Quietly she pinched Bane's arm until the pain prevented her from speaking.

One was his own daughter, one was a stepdaughter, Rosa was naturally the choice of her own daughter, for stepdaughter that was no love at all.

Bane was in a panic. She frantically tried to explain to the police that she had not caused the accident, but when they asked her where she had been the night before, she could not explain.

She could not begin to explain what had happened last night! She didn't want to tear open her bloody wound!

Bane suddenly remembered that the reason she had been assaulted the night before was that she had accidentally drunk a glass of wine and then was taken away by two men.

And Betsy Reed was the one who gave her the drink!

Bane suddenly woke up and started to question, but Rosa interrupted him. "Well, why didn't you come home last night? I had a heart attack last night and Betsy took care of me all night."

"Bane, mother doesn't expect you to do anything, but you're breaking the law, and you're reek of alcohol. How can you deny it? You really let Mother down!"

Rosa showed as a well-meaning mother.

Bane originally with a smell of alcohol, and now was testified by Rosa, so that she could not prove her innocence, could only be taken away by the police.

As soon as the police car left the front foot, there was a neat procession of cars in the rear foot, and they stopped at Reed's door.

Soon the door opened, and a middle-aged man of about fifty got out and knocked at the Reed door.

Rosa opened the door with a look of panic and said, "Who are you?"

"Hello, Myron Ron, Ron's butler, has come to give instructions from his master. Is your daughter at home?"

Rosa alerted up, said: "you want to do?"

"My young master has specified that he wants to marry your daughter. Are these your daughter's belongings?"

Myron reached out his hands and held the number in front of Rosa.

Rosa saw at once that the card belonged to Bane, for the pendant pinned to it belonged to Bane's own mother.

"Who do you mean by the young master?"

"Bert Ron is President of our Ron Group!"

Rosa understood at once, and her expression became nervous.

It was the Ron family!

It was a noble family at the top of the empire, and that Bert Ron was the president of the Ron Group, and it was worth billions!

"Mr. Ron is marrying my daughter?"

"Yes, we have brought the betrothal gifts with us. You may have a look at them, and if you do not want your daughter to be married so early, you may also betroth her first."

The thick stack of transfer papers was soon taken by Rosa.

There were not only luxury luxury cars, even luxury yachts, these things added up to at least a billion, these things were fast to see Rosa's eyes straight, the heart was also because of excitement, fast beating.

She quickly made up her mind, saying, "How could I not agree to this marriage? Come on, Betsy! Bert Ron has asked to marry you!"

Betsy froze for an instant, thinking that her ears had been deceived, and that there was no one in the whole kingdom who did not know Bert Ron!

This was, marry him?

Rosa secretly nipped once on Betsy's arm and lost a look from the behind, "Betsy, you don't silly look at that, still why don't you quickly promise!"

With an excited look on her face, Betsy nodded in agreement. "I will! I'll marry Mr Ron!"

A faint smile came over Myron's face. "Then I'll send for you in a few minutes. My Lord has some serious business to deal with, so I'll be your contact.

'I'll be content to marry Mr Ron!'

When Myron left, Betsy grabbed her mother and said, "Mom! Will Bert Ron marry me? This card is not mine!"

Rosa's face went dark. 'Who's Bane? This card belongs to you, and the man who ran away from the man who was drinking last night has been arrested. That's not our Reed daughter! '

"Mum, do you mean..."

"Hurry up and get ready. Bert will marry you soon, and your great days will come. Mother will help you with the evidence, and Bane..."

Rosa's face grew darker.

'She daren't deny it!'

...

In the cell.

Bane had been kicked hard in the chest and had fallen to the ground, her chest bursting with pain and a mouthful of blood spitting from her mouth.

"You'd better confess at once! Can also suffer less flesh and blood!"

Bane said, "No... I don't have... I didn't hit it..."

"What a hard bone! And she pleaded not guilty? What to do?"

"Beat her! You take money, you do things, you make her admit it! '

A stick landed hard at Bane's foot.

"Crack!"

It was the bone that's broken.

"Ah -"

With a scream, Bane fainted, but she was soon doused awake by cold water.

Now she, covered with blood, consciousness was gradually blurred, but she still did not admit, she knew that once admitted, it would be equal to destroy their own.

Until that phone call in the back, came Rosa's cold voice.

"Bane, admit it, and don't make such a useless struggle!"

"No, I didn't..."

"If you don't, your father won't get any more treatment, and I can't afford to pay for this vegetative state, do you understand?"

"No, how could you? Don't you hurt dad!"

Three years ago, a car accident, so that her father became a vegetable, lying in hospital bed now, if not for treatment, that her father would leave forever!

'Then confess the crime quickly, or you'll never see him again!'

The last trace of Bane's stubbornness crumbled at this moment.

She gradually put her eyes closed, lightly said.

"It's me, it's the man I hit with the car..."

Six years later.

The woman in the room woke up suddenly, her forehead beaded with sweat.

It was that nightmare again.

Still that night, that nightmarish romance, even the man's breathing seemed to be in the ear, the black tattoo constantly in mind.

Bane's expression gradually returned to normal when he saw the sleeping child beside him.

"Sophie Reed is your daughter, isn't she?"

"Asked the doctor at the door.

Bane jumped to her feet, standing in a strange position because she had hurt her right foot.

"Yes, doctor. What's the problem?"

"Come out with me please."

Bane's heart fluttered at the sight of the doctor's serious face.

"I am sorry to inform you that your bone marrow does not match your daughter's bone marrow." A trace of regret appeared on the doctor's face.

Bane's heart froze, her eyes filled with tears, her fists clenched and her lips moved. "So when do we get a bone marrow donation? Is there any hope? Don't give her up, doctor!"

"I'll do my best, but you must be prepared for it, and pay the medical bills."

"OK, I will pay the medical bill immediately, please try your best doctor."

Bane had spent all his money on medical bills, but it wasn't enough.

She spent five years in prison and couldn't get a good job when she came out, so she took jobs that paid so little that it was almost impossible for her to afford Sophie's medical bills.

Bane knew she couldn't give up, not as long as Sophie was around.

Recovering her mood, Bane hurried back to the room, where Sophie was already awake.

"Mom," Sophie called softly.

Bane hurried over and lifted Sophie to her feet. "Phyl, what seems to be the matter?"

Sophie shook her head and held out her hands. "Mama will. Mama will never leave Phyl again, will you?"

Bane's heart gave a pang as he swept Sophie into his arms. "Mother won't leave Phyl," he said. "She won't."

Bane's eyes filled with tears as he felt Sophie's tiny figure.

In her first year in prison, she was found to be pregnant.

She was taken to the hospital, and when the baby was born she was sent back to prison.

Because the Reed family had abandoned her when she was sent to prison, she had no relatives, and the child was naturally sent to an orphanage.

If it weren't for the child, Bane might not have survived the years of imprisonment, but she released directly to the orphanage to find Sophie, Sophie out.

But it wasn't long before Sophie was diagnosed with leukemia, and Bane nearly broke down.

"Phyl just stay here and wait for Mama. Mama go get some water."

"Good."

The dashing Sophie reassured Bane and went out with the water glass.

Seeing her mother go to fetch water, Sophie climbed out of the bed.

She had heard what the doctor had just said, and she knew it was because of her that Mother was crying.

Mother cried so many times.

Is her own bad, let the mother's burden so heavy.

Sophie's eyes went dark. She put on her shoes and ran out. Her mother would not be upset if she left.

Sophie ran aimlessly. She wanted to hide. She didn't want to be found by her mother.

She ran into someone around the corner, and Sophie was knocked straight to the ground, tears of pain streaming out of her eyes.

Bert stopped, looked down, and saw the little girl on the ground.

Sophie was so hurt that she couldn't get up. She was so worried that her mother would find her that she burst into tears.

At the sound Bert's brow furrowed, and he said, "Crying for what? Don't cry!"

What bothered him most was children crying, and his son never cried, so in his opinion, children in the world don't cry.

His secretary, Jick Longman, saw what Sophie looked like. "Oh my God!" he cried in disbelief. "Why is the child so much like the young master..."

Bert paused for a moment at this, and began to hew earnestly at Sophie.

In front of the little girl was very delicate and beautiful, a pair of big eyes bright, but this face was true some pale, coupled with the slightly red eyes crying, appearance was very painful.

He looked and looked exactly like his son, except his son Norton Ron never had that look.

Sophie was still sobbing, tears streaming from her eyes.

Bert's voice, much gentler on account of his son, said, "Don't cry. What's your name? Where did you fall?"

"Name... The name is Sophie, bad... Bad uncle, hurt, whine..."

"You don't cry any more, you want what uncle promise you, as your uncle to give you compensation."

Because the little girl looked so much like his own son, Bert was gentle with her.

Sophie stopped her tears, sniffed, and grabbed Bert's trouser leg.

"Uncle, is it really all right?"

'Yes, I promise you anything!'

It seemed to Bert that kids that age wanted toys and candy and stuff.

But the little girl turned to him and said, "I want my mother to have a job."

Bert was evidently not expecting the little girl to mention this, and could not help being taken aback.

"Mother is out of work. Boo hoo, Sophie's ill health is a burden to her. Uncle, can you help my mother? Meowed......"

Sophie began to cry again, looking up at her handsome uncle in anticipation that if her mother found a job, she would be cured and live with her mother forever.

Bert crouched down to make eye contact with the little girl, then handed Sophie the personal card he had in his pocket. "Ask your mother to apply at the address above," he said. "This is Uncle's compensation."

Sophie's eyes lit up like stars in the sky, she clutched the card, laughed, and kissed Bert on the neck.

"How nice uncle is!"

Bert froze.

As a matter of fact, he was never allowed to be touched by anyone but his own precious son.

He reached down and touched his neck, which was still covered with the little girl's saliva.

The secretary beside him was also stunned.

Oh my god... His CEO was being frivolous by a little girl ah.

"Good-bye uncle, I'm going home!"

With that, Sophie ran back on her short legs.

From a distance, Bert saw that the little girl met a woman and said sweetly, "Mama."

Bert's eyes fell on the woman who had turned away.

Her figure was graceful, her long hair falling naturally, but she didn't know what she looked like.

Soon, the woman picked up the child and walked away.

Bert turned his head, and for some reason he felt that the woman's back was familiar. He put aside this strange feeling, and went away.

...

"Phyl, what have you been doing? Don't scare Mother."

"Mom, look at this!

Sophie handed the card to Bane, beaming with pride.

Bane took the card and looked at it.

"The Ron Group, Bert Ron?"

"Mom, this uncle told me that if you go to the address on the card, you can get a good job. That uncle is too good-looking to cheat me." "Sophie said, her eyes shining with conviction.

Saw her daughter so sensible, the inexplicable heartbreak of Bane, but the daughter's words let her laugh and cry.

If it was a lie, it was a white lie.

But she took no notice of it and put the card in her pocket.

It made Bane's heart ache to think that her daughter, who was so sweet and sensible, had been suffering.

The words of the doctor rang out in my mind.

"If it's an immediate family member, the bone marrow match is very high, and maybe the father of the child can match the bone marrow of the child.?

That bastard?

Let alone nothing else, she just wanted to find that man who also could not be found, she even did not know that man's name, so many people from where to find?

Bane shook his head resignedly. Putting aside his confused thoughts and trying to make money, he promptly paid Sophie's medical bill.

At last she took out the card, hesitating.

"Ron's Group..."

The first group name card of the imperial capital was so easy to get? It must be a fake...