She knew that he was not dead. He was so tough, even tougher than cats with nine lives. How could he just die like that?
Joanna learned from the waiter that Ace had left from the side door. So she wanted to run after him through the side door immediately…
"Ah! Someone's dead!"
Someone pointed at William, who fell to the floor motionlessly and screamed.
Most of the people in the restaurant dispersed in fear. However, some bolder people surrounded the scene.
"William, you scumbag! Stop pretending you're dead. I wont believe you. I'm warning you. Get up now!"
Clara was so scared that her face turned pale. Her hands trembled as she ceaselessly pushed the man who was lying on the floor.
Joanna realized that something was wrong, so she came back from the side door.
"What's wrong?"
Joanna pushed the crowd aside. She frowned and asked with a low voice.
Someone pointed at Clara and accused her loudly, "This woman is a murderer. She's been slapping this handsome man just now. Now she beat him to death!"
"Yes, it's her. Call the police now to lock her up. Don't let her run away!"
"No, that's impossible. No way!"
Clara shook her head. She was quite helpless. "This scumbag looks refined, but he's not that weak. How could he die just because I slapped him several times?
"William, stop pretending. Do you think it's funny? Get up now!"
The others were soon enraged as they condemned her with indignation.
"You're the one who's pretending. You're a beast. You beat him to death, but you refuse to let him off!"
"Don't try to deny it. We're all witnesses. The police will arrive soon…"
Joanna had a headache from all the noise. She kept a cold expression as she roared, "Just shut up!"
Undeniably, her aura was quite powerful. Everyone soon kept quiet out of fear.
"Joan, hurry up and see what trick this scumbag is trying to pull…"
Clara reacted as if she had seen a savior. She immediately gave up her spot to Joanna and pretended to say without concern, "I wont stop him if he wants to die, but he hasn't told me where Adie is. We can't let him die this easily!"
Joanna said nothing before she half kneeled on the floor and touched the dark blook beside William's lips. She then sniffed it and said lowly, "He might have taken poison beforehand. What's more, it's not a small dosage. He's ruthless."
"W-What?"
Clara felt like she had received a great blow as she looked at the man on the floor coldly. Her vision gradually became blurry, and she could not hold her tears back.
She did not expect that he would choose to end things that way.
Was it because of his guilt or weakness?
Joanna looked at Clara with great heartache. She then immediately said," Don't be sad first. It's not long after he's been poisoned. We can probably save him if he's rushed to the hospital for a gastric lavage now."
"He wants to die. Why should we save him?"
Although Clara said that, she tried her best to get him up and was about to rush him to the hospital.
When the onlookers saw that, they gave her a hand.
Joanna watched from afar, but she did not follow Clara. She believed that Clara could take care of it on her own.
On the other hand, she now had a much more important thing to deal with.
Joanna walked toward the side door… She had to find Ace that night
The side door led directly to the the, and the sea breeze blew at the surface of the ocean, sending waves against the the.
It was now late at night, so it was rather dim at the the. There were not many people around, just a few couples taking walks.
Joanna stepped on the uneven the sand. Her large, clear eyes scanned the coastline back and forth quickly.
The sea breeze made her hair messy and ruffled the hem of her white dress, revealing her slender legs. She was like a succubus running wildly in the dark. There was a different touch of charm to her…
Joanna looked around for a long time, but it was to no avail. Her excitement gradually turned into disappointment.
She cursed inwardly, "Ace, damn it! Are you playing hide-and-seek with me? How childish!"
She suddenly felt that she was a bit foolish, and she wanted to stop the game now.
After all, he would appear one day if he was still alive.
While dwelling on that, she bent down and dusted off the sand on her calves. She then smoothed her long, messy hair behind her ears and was ready to go home.
When she got to her feet, she suddenly discovered a familiar and upright figure. He was standing around three hundred feet in front of her, facing the ocean and staring at it gloomily.
Although the lighting was not good and she could not see it very clearly, that figure was exactly the same as Ace's. He looked so tall and cold, especially his side face. He appeared exceptional and gloomy… Who could it be if it wasn't Ace?
Joanna's gloomy eyes lit up again. Her eyes glistened with excitement now.
'Ace!"
She almost subconsciously blurted his name out.
However, Ace did not stop but turned around to run when he heard her voice.
Joanna was slightly stunned. Her desire to win was suddenly aroused as she ran after him.
"Hey, why are you running? Stop!"
Although her leg injury had just recovered and she could not exercise vigorously, he was nearby. She could not let him run away again.
The fine sand on the the made her steps uneven. It was easy to fall.
While 'Ace' was running away, he bumped into something and stumbled. Poof! He fell flat on the ground.
Joanna followed closely behind him as fast as she could. Like a police officer who was pursuing a criminal, she pressed the man underneath her.
"Humph! Stop struggling. You can't run away. Did you do anything shameless that you can't face me?"
When things turned out that way, the man gave up struggling and smiled helplessly, saying, 'It's been a long time. You're still so relentless. If it was Ace, I don't know if he could survive this or not."
"Huh?"
Joanna's expression changed immediately because she was caught off guard.
Julian turned around. His face resembled Ace's so much. Now he was full of apologies. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to buy you a drink, and I didn't want to bother you. Now it looks like you might have gotten the wrong idea.
Their distance was quite close, and her long legs were pressed against his waist in a compromising position.