Chapter 339 Disaster

• Alexander saw the redness in her eyes. His own were bloodshot from days without sleep, his face visibly gaunt. His lips moved, but no words came out. Watching her fury, he kept a cautious distance of two steps and finally spoke in a hoarse voice.
• “…I was worried you might get hurt, so I came to check on you. If you don’t want to see me, I can wait downstairs. I didn’t know it would turn into this…”
• The once untouchable heir of the Cross family, reduced to such humility—if the media saw him now, they would never believe it.