Spoiled by the Silver Fox

The bathroom was pitch black, and apart from shadows, nothing else was visible. However, Stephanie, who was wearing night-vision goggles, could make out people's shapes and features, albeit blurry. She accurately located the man and started punching and kicking him!

She threw several punches at his unrecognizable face, and the man howled in pain, covering his face with his hands.

Initially, Stephanie just wanted to play a prank on Sebastian, getting some revenge for making trouble for her and getting her kicked out of the ward by her mother.

But when she discovered that the guy was actually cheating, she decided to beat him up for real.

The more Stephanie thought about it, the angrier she got, feeling like an idiot for saving such a person last night. If she had known, she would have taught him a lesson last night.

In a fit of rage, Stephanie kicked him in the groin.

After several screams from the men's bathroom, a shadow darted out.

Instead of leaving, Stephanie went into the ladies' room to hide her night-vision goggles, turned on all the lights, and stood outside the men's bathroom. She spoke into her walkie-talkie, "We've got a situation at the public restroom! Come quick!"

Once she finished, she left.

There were cameras outside the bathroom but not inside. She had just gone in to use the restroom. She came out after using the restroom and noticed something was going on. She couldn't go into the men's room, so she called for backup.

Her excuse was flawless, with no trace. She had done a perfect job!

After venting her anger, Stephanie went back to work until she got out at 2 am.

A week later.

In the corridor outside the luxurious ward on the top floor of Compassionate Care Hospital, Sebastian walked impatiently with his personal secretary, Martin, following close behind, who was an elite man in his thirties.

Knowing that their president had been forced to visit his uncle at the hospital and was in a bad mood, Martin kept quiet the whole time, afraid to provoke him.

When they got to the most extravagant room in the hospital, Sebastian didn't go in right away. Instead, he stood at the door, listening to the voices inside.

In the room, a man looked a few

years older than Sebastian, with similar height and appearance, shouted angrily, "You're all a bunch of quacks! It's been a week, and you still haven't cured me! What are you good for?"

"Sir, your injury is quite severe... recovery takes time." Said one doctor.

"Yeah, we're doing our best to treat you. As long as you cooperate with the medications and therapy, you'll be back to your former glory in a month at most!" Said another doctor.

"A month?! Are you saying I can't have sex for a month?" The man's face darkened.

The doctors were at a loss for words, "Sir, this isn't something you can rush... This involves your sex life for the rest of your life."Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Upon seeing Sebastian at the door, Aaron Ingram's face twisted in anger.

He snapped, "Sebastian! Are you behind all this? Trying to get back at me?"

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, "Would you believe me if I told you I'm not?"

Aaron shouted, "It has to be you! You've grown up and dared to plot against your uncle?"

Sebastian walked in, unfazed, "If I were really behind this, why would I go through so much trouble?"

He had a point.

That night at the bar, the sudden terrifying experience in the bathroom was like a nighmare to him.

Under such circumstances, if

Sebastian really wanted to do something to him, he would have gone all out. And if Sebastian was behind it, considering their families' relationship as rivalries, it would be in character for him to pull some tricks.

Nevertheless, Aaron's face remained sour, "Are you here to laugh at me?"