I Faked My Death—Now I Have to Tame the Crazy Men I Left Behind-Chapter 94 - 92: Male Lead Dies on the Spot
Mrs. Grant was frightened into silence.
Yates Donovan gave her a moment to react. He tilted his head toward the bodyguard, the edge of the blade resting against the man’s abdomen. He smiled. "My friend, it was this leg that kicked the door, wasn’t it? I didn’t get the wrong guy, did I?"
"..." Cold sweat broke out on the bodyguard’s brow. He stood frozen, not daring to move an inch.
Yates was satisfied with his reaction. He patted the man’s cheek with the bloody knife. "I told you, the patient is resting. Next time, keep your leg under control."
A deathly silence.
"Didn’t you hear me?"
"I... I heard you."
Only then did Yates Donovan smile and withdraw his hand.
"Mrs. Grant, have you made up your mind?"
His voice was like the whisper of a demon, and goosebumps erupted on Mrs. Grant’s skin. She shot him a venomous glare, spat out the word "lunatic," and turned to leave.
Her frantic pace looked more like a desperate escape.
Yates Donovan sighed in mock exasperation and called after her, "I’ll take that as a yes, then. If you go back on your word, I’ll have to pay a visit to little Serena, you know."
"!" Mrs. Grant stumbled, nearly collapsing.
’Find Serena? What for? It’s not like he wants to have a friendly chat. The knife in his hand is the best answer to that.’
The elevator doors slid shut, and the nuisance was finally gone.
His subordinate approached timidly, took the fruit knife from his hand, and offered him a handkerchief. "Let me take you to get your wound cleaned."
Yates Donovan glanced down, casually wiping the blood from his fingertips. ’It’s been a while, but the wound is still bleeding.’
He chuckled, his gaze lifting to the door of the hospital room.
Through the square glass window in the door, he could clearly see the girl still unconscious on the bed, along with two young men sitting at her bedside, their faces etched with worry.
His subordinate followed his gaze and explained, "Those are the young masters of the Sinclair family. They’re twins. You’ve probably seen them before."
"The one on the right is the older brother, Felix Sinclair. The one on the left is the younger brother, Ian Sinclair."
"I looked into it. Ian Sinclair was the one who brought Miss Grant to the hospital."
His subordinate went on to explain what had happened. When Yates Donovan heard that Mrs. Grant had attacked Mia Grant at school, the smile vanished from his eyes. "What a shame."
"A-a shame?" His subordinate thought he must have misheard.
’But Mia Grant was the one who got hit! What’s shameful about that?’
Yates Donovan turned, a brilliant smile spreading across his face. "A shame I threatened the wrong person earlier."
His subordinate froze for a second, then his pupils constricted. He lowered his voice, urging, "But that’s Mrs. Grant. You can’t..."
"Relax, I won’t touch her for now. She just agreed to my terms. I can’t just get rid of her after she’s served her purpose, can I?"
His subordinate finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have someone take care of things at the school. Don’t let any nasty rumors get out."
"It’s already been handled."
"Oh?" Yates Donovan gave him an impressed look. "Quite the proactive attitude you’ve got lately."
"..." The subordinate cleared his throat. "It wasn’t me."
He gestured toward the room. "It was Felix Sinclair."
At that, Yates Donovan’s brow twitched. He lifted his gaze to the hospital room once more.
Even through the door, Yates could sense the silence within.
He seemed to be captivated.
The subordinate knew how he felt about Mia Grant, even if he always acted as if he didn’t care.
But those who worked for him could see it clearly: Yates Donovan cared more than he himself realized.
The scene in the hospital room was so picturesque it could have been the climax of a romance film.
It was a scene one wouldn’t have the heart to ruin.
The subordinate sighed to himself but still proposed, "I can go kick them out..."
His voice didn’t disturb anyone inside the room, but it snapped Yates Donovan out of his reverie.
He smiled, pulling his gaze away. "If they’re gone, who will stay with her?"
"You..."
Yates Donovan turned away. "I’m not that free. I’ve got someone else to deal with over here."
Ten minutes later, an angry shout came from the next room.
Yates Donovan sat in his chair, ignoring the shouting, and nonchalantly continued to peel an apple.
"You like her?"
"I suppose so."
The old man let out an exasperated laugh. "You used to ’like’ all those other girls, too."
Yates Donovan handed the apple over.
"So eager to commit. You didn’t get her pregnant, did you?"
’The more I think about it, the more something seems off,’ the old man thought. ’With this kind of attitude... don’t tell me he’s already given me a great-grandchild.’
"If so, then just get married." ’If there’s a child, you have to make it official.’
But for once, Yates Donovan was serious. "That’s not it. Don’t spread baseless rumors."
The old man studied him for a long moment. "Even if there isn’t one, if you really want to marry her, this would be the perfect opportunity to agree, wouldn’t it?"
He smiled. "I’m shameless. It doesn’t matter to me. But she’s just a girl."
"She’s only eighteen or nineteen. If rumors like that got out, it wouldn’t be good for her reputation."
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[Host.]
As her consciousness swam in a hazy fog, Mia Grant heard the System’s voice.
It was just like before she had coughed up blood and passed out; just as her mind was descending into chaos, the System’s voice had appeared out of nowhere.
She had chosen to cough up blood without hesitation.
’This time, it really doesn’t seem to hurt as much as the first.
Maybe I was just too worked up back then, and it was all in my head.’
[Host, how are you feeling?]
Mia Grant snapped out of her daze. ’You did pretty well today.’
’It’s usually so unreliable, but this time, its timing was perfect.’
Mia Grant let out a cold laugh as she recalled the condemning glares everyone had shot at Mrs. Grant after she’d coughed up blood.
’What goes around, comes around.’
’Is the update finished now?’
[Yes, Host. There is one piece of good news and one piece of bad news. Which would you like to hear first?]
’The bad news.’
[The bad news is that, upon analysis, Yates Donovan continues to operate outside the plot. He remains an unstable element, and the System cannot predict any of his future actions.]
[The good news is that after the update, his Corruption Value is still zero. Multiple scans have confirmed that he still shows no signs of corruption.]
"..."
Mia Grant blinked. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
’You were busy for so long, and this is all you’ve got?’
’That felt like a whole lot of nothing.’
’He has no Corruption Value, but that doesn’t mean he’s a hundred percent safe.’
After a moment of silence, the System suddenly asked, [Host, do you remember the original story’s ending?]
’The ending...’
Mia Grant frowned. ’I died before I even got to that part!’
’Although, I did see some readers complaining about it online.’
’They all said the ending was wild.’
’I always assumed the ending was a classic, happily-ever-after group ending where the heroine ended up with all the male leads, which was why everyone was so unhappy with it.’
’But judging by the System’s reaction, that’s probably not it.’
[Correct. The original story’s ending was not a happy one. One of the male leads... awakened.]
’What do you mean...’ Mia Grant froze. ’...awakened?’
[At the story’s conclusion, that male lead suddenly gained self-awareness and changed the ending.]
Putting together what it had said before, Mia Grant’s breath caught in her throat. ’So, that male lead... is Yates Donovan?’
[Uncertain.]
’Why not? What was the ending?’
[The heroine died a violent death on the night of her twentieth birthday party.]
"..."
[The original story ends there. The author left it open-ended.]
Mia Grant’s mind went blank. Before she could even process it, the System’s cold voice spoke again: [All that is known is that one of the male leads also died on the spot.]
"!" Mia Grant’s eyelashes trembled violently.
