Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 213

Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate 

Chapter 213 Block The News 

Christopher’s POV: 

Isn’t that the girl who’s always with Hayley? What’s her name 

“Hey, are you okay? Wake up!” 

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Christine? 

Finished 

She collapsed into my arms, weak and limp. I didn’t waste any time–just grabbed Christine and rushed her to the car. 

I called Caesar on the way to the hospital. 

“Caesar, I hit someone. I’m on my way to our Midnight Pack hospital.” 

Caesar immediately panicked and asked, “Are you okay?” 

“I’m fine, but she’s in pretty bad shape,” I replied quickly. 

“Alright, don’t panic. I’m on my way now. But be careful–you don’t want the paparazzi getting photos of 

this.” 

Thung up, left the car behind, and let my wolf take over running as fast as I could to the hospital. 

Upon my arrival, the doctors promptly wheeled her into the operating room. I stood outside, catching my breath, waiting anxiously. 

Caesar arrived shortly after, out of breath and looking worried. “How is she? Is she okay?” 

“She’s still in surgery,” I said. 

But Caesar didn’t have time to focus on that. “We need to lock this down immediately. We can’t let the media find out. You go on ahead. I’ll stay here and make sure no one gets anything.” 

“But-” 

“No buts,” Caesar cut me off urgently. “Remember your position. If this leaks, it could be a disaster.” 

He quickly called the driver, saying, “Get the car to the back entrance. Christopher will meet you there.” 

After hanging up, he urged me to leave. 

I was flustered, but given my position, I knew I had no choice but to leave for now. 

Back at the office, I couldn’t focus, my mind still on what had happened. As I walked to the elevator, Gillian smiled and greeted me. “Christopher!” 

I nodded but walked past her, expressionless, and entered the elevator. 

Gillian’s POV: 

Christopher completely ignored me. 

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Chapter 213 Block The News 

The smile froze on my face. He never paid attention to me, no matter how often I tried to get his attention. It didn’t matter how many times I made an effort; he never seemed to care. 

But I couldn’t offend him. He was a Southwells, and his brother was the alpha of Midnight Pack. 

“Gillian, your phone,” my assistant whispered. 

I took the phone. When I heard the message, my anger only grew. “Nothing? How is that possible?” 

“Yes, my team has been looking into it for a long time, but we’ve found nothing.” 

“I see,” I said, hanging up the phone. 

My hand quietly clenched into a fist. 

“Gillian, are you okay?” my assistant asked, concerned. 

I scoffed and shot her a cold glare. With just a look, she flinched. 

“What? You think I’ve got a problem? Do you want me to have one?” 

“No, no, Gillian! Please, let me explain,” she stammered, trying to backpedal.