Chapter 7: The forbidden fruit of temptation
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Yana felt weak all over!
In addition to money, she also loved grandma very much. At such an age, her grandma had to bear the pains of her treatment. That was really unfair! She suddenly hated herself. If she had money, she could bring grandma to the hospital earlier. Maybe grandma wouldn't have to suffer so much.
Yana's body seemed to be drained, and she was about to slide down against the wall... But a pair of warm and generous hands held her waist and arms. Yana turned her head and saw the man in the windbreaker. He hadn't left yet.
Yana looked into the corridor again. Several of his bodyguards in black were scattered in different places.
"You haven't left yet..." Yana opened her mouth with difficulty, and the warmth of the man's palm came from her waist and shoulders.
"I can't go. You're so weak like this." The man looked at Yana and took her by her shoulder to lean into his arms. He gently said, "If you are sad, just cry. Girls don't have to be too strong."
Yana's eyes went red, and all her emotions rushed to her - no one had ever said such words to her, and she was dependent on her grandmother since childhood. She could not survive in the chaotic slums if she was not strong. She has long forgotten that she is a girl and can be vulnerable. No man has ever talked to her so gently. Most of the men who spoke to her laughed at her with an ill-intention, sarcastic attitude... Although little Lawrence was nice to her, he wouldn't talk to her in a compassionate tone!
Yana couldn't refrain and burst into tears. She held the man and cried...sobbing hard . Her tears and snot stuck to the man's chest and wet his windbreaker, but the man was not impatient. He even stretched out his palm to stroke Yana's blonde hair, like comforting his sister.
It took Yana a long time to finish crying. She looked up and saw the snot and tears on the man's chest. She was surprised and cried, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to dirty your clothes... God... I have no money to pay for your clothes."
"It's okay, it's okay. Listen to me, it's okay..." the man held Yana's shoulder in both hands and looked down at Yana.
Yana finally calmed down, but still choked, "sorry, I'm so rude. Thank you for sending my grandma to the hospital. Thank you for comforting me...Thank you for all you've done... But... Now I have to go... I'm going to raise money for the medical expenses."
"Well, I've sent someone to pay all the expenses of the first phase." The man took Yana's hand and walked out, "let's go outside to talk."
"What? It's... How can this be? I can't accept it." Yana was confused. She couldn't understand all the man did. "That's a lot of money... Sir, I... I... I may not be able to repay it soon... No... I don't understand. What do you want?"
Calming down, Yana finally remembered the man's original intention of looking for him. She had seen all kinds of human feelings for a long time and would not believe in pies falling from the sky. She was sure that the man must want something from her, although she had nothing.
The man showed his approval to her. He liked smart girls. It was easy to communicate.
"Miss Miller, you got me wrong. I don't want anything from you." The man smiled gently and led Yana out of the emergency department building. The air outside was much better, and the hospital night was particularly quiet.
Yana was surprised when she heard his way of addressing her. Miller was her last name, but few people knew it... Grandma mentioned that someone had left her at the door, and her name was embroidered on her collar: Yana Miller. But Yana hated her parents for abandoning her, so she changed her surname to Johnson, her grandma's surname. Even she herself had almost forgotten her real last name.
"My name is Brandon Campbell, acting director of Campbell Group!" Seeing Yana's shock that she wanted to hide but didn't manage to, Brandon smiled, shook his head, and said, "Miss Miller, you're a cute girl."
Yana could not help but shiver. It was the first time someone praised her for being cute... But he praised her very sincerely without any reluctance.
Brandon was still holding onto Yana's hand. Yana felt a little embarrassed, but if she were to remove her hand at this moment, it would be a little unkind. After all, this man had just comforted her and helped her pay a large amount of medical expenses that she may not even earn in half her life.
But Brandon was very tall and handsome. When he led the fat Yana, who was a lot shorter than him, they also attracted the attention of some passers-by. Those people's eyes were filled with envy and pity. Yana was really awkward; she almost wanted to find a seam to drill in and hide. But fortunately, there were not many people passing by at night.
"I'm sorry, I don't know Campbell Group..." Yana thought about it and didn't search out the relevant information of Campbell group in her brain. Still, looking at the man's clothes, those bodyguards and cars, she knew it must be a very rich group.
"Well, Miss Miller, your parents have a certain relationship with our Campbell family, so Campbell has always wanted to find you and take care of you." Brandon looked at Yana gently, with no indecency in his eyes.
"My parents?" Yana heard the news about her parents for the first time, and her heart raced so fiercely it seemed to jump out any second. Yes, even if she hated them, she was unable to control her feelings if she had a clue, "Who.. Who are they... Where are they?"
"Sorry, I don't know where they are." Brandon looked at Yana with sympathy.
Yana warily got rid of Brandon's hand and took two steps back, "This reason... I'm afraid I can't believe you."
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. The important thing is that you can't refuse me now." Brandon lowered his head and looked at Yana with a smile, "I will help you cover all the medical expenses of your grandmother and let her live in the best ward and get the best care."
"Then what do you want me to do?" Yana looked down and thought, "You may recognize the wrong person. I'm not the Miller child you said."
"It's actually very simple. Just go back to Campbell manor with me and let the Campbell family take care of you." Brandon shrugged.
"What?" Yana couldn't help but laugh, "Mr. Campbell, do you think I'm stupid?"
"No, you're a smart girl." Brandon looked at Yana. "Think about it. What do you think I will lose? And what else can you lose?"
"Er..." Yana frowned. Damn it, he was right. This tender gentleman is actually very powerful, and she really has nothing to lose except grandma.
"Miss Miller, we are willing to take care of your grandmother because of you and your parents' relationship with our Campbell family. If you don't believe me, we don't have to take care of your grandmother. She may be expelled from the hospital now." The glint in Brandon's tender eyes showed a shred of a smirk, looking a little cold.
"Can you tell me how my parents were related to your Campbell family?" Yana thought and asked a question.
"Sorry, I can't tell you now. You need to find the answer yourself." Brandon stretched out his hand and handed it to Yana as if he were handing out a forbidden fruit of temptation——
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