Faye Townsend became anxious and stepped forward to grab Oliver Turner, who had already been safely brought out from the crowd, and shouted: "Oliver, what the hell are you trying to do?"
"What am I doing? Hunter Warren knows that Luna is my best friend, yet he still went after her. Him laying a hand on Luna is picking a fight with me.
What do you think I should do?
Faye, make your stand now. It’s either Hunter Warren or me, you have to choose one. Who will it be?"
Faye clenched her fists: "Is now really the time to talk about this? Call off your people right now."
"What, does it hurt you to see him getting beaten?
Don’t you hate him? I’m merely helping you vent."
"Why do I need you to help me vent my anger?" Faye also became displeased, her voice raised by several decibels.
"So you want me to choose, huh? Fine, but before I make my choice, you need to make yours clear.
Me or Miss Fisher, who do you choose?
Once you choose one, the other will be cut off forever. Make your choice."
Faye haughtily lifted her chin.
Oliver stared at her intently, his eyes cold.
Seeing he didn’t respond, Faye continued: "It’s not because I have no hardship that I’m not making things difficult for you.
It’s because you’ve helped me, and I’m grateful to you.
I told you long ago, I’m grateful to you, but I’m not in love with you.
And I still say the same now."
Oliver grasped her shoulders tightly: "So you want to go back to that man?"
"That’s my business." Faye shouted: "Oliver Turner, wake up.
You’re here causing trouble for Hunter Warren over another woman.
Why pour all the blame and anger on me?
Do you think I don’t know that you’ve been having people track me?"
As Faye spoke, Luna Fisher on the side clenched her fists nervously and looked towards Oliver.
Oliver was startled: "What did you say?"
"I saw it, I saw the photos of me being tracked on your desk.
It’s not that I’m not hurt, that’s why I haven’t talked to you about this.
I choose to endure because I trust you.
Even though you had someone track me, I believe you won’t harm me.
But you never trusted me from the start, did you?"
Oliver, with a heavy voice, was silent for a moment.
Faye took a deep breath and turned back to dive into the brawling crowd.
She went forward to pull one of the fighters, but the fighter swung his arm and swept her away.
A woman’s strength was ultimately insufficient; she was thrown aside, striking a car.
Oliver immediately bent down to help her up: "Faye, how are you?"
She ignored him, shook off his hand, and continued to charge into the crowd.
At that moment, Oliver bellowed: "Everybody stop."
His brought fighters all stopped, many already wearing bruises.
Hunter Warren is no pushover.
He walked through the crowd to Faye and wrapped his arms around her: "You alright?"
Faye shook her head: "What about you, are you hurt anywhere?"
"Don’t worry, I’m fine, totally fine." Hunter said ironically glancing towards Oliver: "The few men Director Turner brought are just too weak, daring to show off with such amateurish skills..."
Oliver Turner gritted his teeth as he walked up to Hunter Warren and Faye Townsend, not glancing at Faye, but staring intensely at Hunter: "I will not let this matter rest."
Hunter Warren smirked, "However you want to make a fuss, Director Turner, rest assured, I am ready to accompany you anytime."
As he spoke, his gaze shifted towards Luna Fisher, slightly warning.
Luna Fisher stepped forward and grabbed Oliver Turner: "Oliver, let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s go."
Before getting into the car pulled by Luna Fisher, Oliver Turner took another look at Faye Townsend.
At that moment, Faye also had her eyes on him.
He coldly said, "Faye, you have truly disappointed me."
Watching their cars drive away one by one down the road.
Faye Townsend turned to face Hunter Warren with her arms crossed: "What exactly happened?"
"It’s nothing." He raised his hand to fondle her head: "Have these people been here for a long time?"
Faye Townsend frowned: "Are you still trying to deceive me? I know Oliver Turner; he wouldn’t do such a foolish thing without reason.
Tell me honestly, whether Luna Fisher’s disappearance had anything to do with you.
If you lie to me, then I won’t bother with you anymore."
"That serious, huh." Hunter Warren casually pulled her into his embrace: "Why don’t you just leave this matter alone?"
Hunter Warren thought and then said: "Then come inside the house with me."
He took her hand and entered his house; it was her second visit that evening.
Hunter Warren led her upstairs, and the servants brought up two cups of warm milk.
He made Faye Townsend sit at the edge of the bed while he took a chair and sat in front of her.
"I’m not lying to you, I’ll tell you everything. It’s for your own good, to be careful around some people."
"Speak," Faye Townsend said, clutching a transparent milk cup, gazing at him.
"I did capture Luna Fisher and confined her for two days."
Faye Townsend was shocked: "It was really you? Why? You don’t even know each other."
"Because she had someone trailing you."
"Her? She had someone following me? Why?" Faye Townsend was somewhat astonished.
"I beat up the people following you, researched their delivery methods, and caught Luna Fisher red-handed.
But Luna Fisher is a tough woman; she refused to admit to it for the first few days.
Only after I employed some measures did she finally confess."
"What was her purpose in following me? I have no enmity with her."
Hunter Warren raised his hand and stroked her head: "My silly girl, has your brain stopped working again?
The City Gate Office disaster hurts even the uninvolved; Oliver Turner and Clara you are associated with are like the City Gate. There are two reasons Luna Fisher was trailing you.
One is because you are now dear to Oliver Turner’s heart.
Hardly having been released from prison, Oliver Turner is the only support she can cling to; she won’t allow Oliver Turner to fall into another woman’s hands.
The other reason is that you have been too close to Clara.
In Oliver Turner’s view, you are already her enemy. She is unsure whether you are a friend or foe to Clara, so she had to use this method to figure out your true character."’
Faye Townsend cast her gaze downward, her eyes filled with contemplation.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Since it was Luna Fisher surveilling me, why did I see photos of me being surveilled on Oliver’s desk.
Logically, Luna Fisher wouldn’t dare reveal this in front of Oliver Turner."
"That’s why Luna Fisher was so scared when she saw me just now.
Why was she so insistent on taking Oliver away?"