The hospital room door was suddenly knocked on. Ann Vaughn immediately breathed a sigh of relief, she’d never been so eager to run and open the door. "Miss Vaughn, I heard President Hawthorne has woken up." Mark Joyce walked in from outside the room, carrying a lot of supplements and gifts. When he saw Cyrus Hawthorne sitting on the hospital bed, looking slightly pale but still exuding a sharp cold presence, Mark Joyce was too excited to know what to say. He thought, a legend like the BOSS wouldn’t die so easily! "President Hawthorne," Mark walked to the bedside, "It’s great to see you’re okay, we’ve all been very worried about your safety these days." Unable to suppress his excitement, Mark was just about to deliver a thousand-word essay expressing his loyalty, but the man’s cold gaze made him swallow it back. His back suddenly felt a bit cold... He had just arrived, surely he hadn’t done anything to offend the BOSS?? "Hmm." Cyrus Hawthorne responded lightly, his gaze drifting past him and landing on Ann Vaughn sneaking out of the hospital room, his narrow eyes slightly squinting. Ann Vaughn, holding her phone, left the room and went out to the corridor, then she answered the call: "Brother?" "Cyrus Hawthorne woke up?" Eli Sheridan’s warm voice came from the other end. Ann Vaughn blinked in surprise, "He just woke up, how did you know?" Updates are released by 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍 "The Hawthorne Family made a big fuss trying to trouble you, it was hard not to hear the news," Eli Sheridan laughed, "How do you feel, happy?" "Rather than happy, I may feel more relief and lingering fear." Ann Vaughn casually opened the window in front of her, feeling the breeze brush her cheeks, "Even though he’s out of danger now, just thinking about him almost leaving me makes the heartache no less intense." It only intensified, constantly reminding her of the fear of parting. Eli Sheridan didn’t expect her to answer like that, after a pause, he sighed and said, "Annie, you’re in too deep." Perhaps she herself hadn’t realized how deep she had fallen. Before Ann Vaughn could respond, Eli Sheridan changed the topic, "Do you know K.S Group?" Ann Vaughn was dazed for two seconds before answering, "I know, it’s a top-tier company always ranked in the top three of the Fortune 500." "A month and a half ago, because of a misjudgment by the Sheridan Group’s senior management, they invested hundreds of billions in a foreign electronic technology company, only to find out that the legal person of that company was an international fraudster who was wanted." The Sheridan Group was defrauded of hundreds of billions?! Ann Vaughn’s clear eyes widened slightly, "...And then?" "Then when the Sheridan Group tracked down the fraudster and his accomplices, they had already transferred their assets elsewhere, playing cat and mouse with us," Eli Sheridan narrated casually, "But two days later, those hundreds of billions in funds returned intact to Sheridan’s account." "And those fraudsters?" "They ended up in international prison, living a life worse than death." Hearing this, Ann Vaughn was a bit confused, "It sounds like those funds returned to the Sheridan account mysteriously? Also, it’s unlikely those fraudsters would turn themselves in voluntarily, right?" Considering the amount of money involved in their crime, they’d face the death penalty even if they surrendered. Eli Sheridan explained with a smile, "At first, we suspected someone was helping us behind the scenes; it wasn’t until recently that we found out it was the K.S Group that recovered the funds and put those fraudsters behind bars." "The Sheridan Group and K.S had never had any dealings before, and after this incident, the other side didn’t contact us, as if it was just a casual thing for them... until I investigated and found that the account of a representative of K.S had several transactions with the Hawthorne Group." "Following this clue, I found out that this representative was actually from S Country, with the surname Hawthorne." The first name that came to Ann Vaughn’s mind made her bright eyes shrink in shock, "It’s Cyrus Hawthorne?!" K.S Group’s hidden representative is actually Cyrus Hawthorne?! Eli Sheridan hummed his affirmation, "Besides him, probably no one else has that capability. Initially, I was thinking, since he has handed over his shares in Hawthorne Corp. to me and Uncle, if he happened to survive, he wouldn’t dare not to treat you well because of it." "But I didn’t expect..." Eli Sheridan, for the first time in his life, was so impressed with someone, but he still said, "This man is very shrewd, be careful not to let him take advantage of you." They say a cunning rabbit has three burrows, but Cyrus Hawthorne probably has more than three. In Eli Sheridan’s eyes, his simple and gentle sister meeting such a cunning black fox would only get bullied. Ann Vaughn hadn’t figured out how Cyrus Hawthorne was the representative of K.S Group, and hearing Eli Sheridan’s last sentence, she suddenly felt awkward. "Don’t worry, he hasn’t bullied me." "How can I not worry?" Eli Sheridan sighed like a worried father, "But luckily you two are already divorced, take advantage while you can to leave the wolf’s den, come back to Marinia, and I’ll take care of you for life." Just the Hawthorne Group is enough of a peak unreachable to many in S Country, and with the addition of K.S, the power and influence this man possesses have reached an unimaginable level. What Eli Sheridan didn’t tell Ann Vaughn is that Cyrus Hawthorne did that not to help the Sheridan Group. It was to warn the Sheridan Family. A warning that if the Sheridan Family ever mistreated Ann Vaughn, K.S Group would bring down the Sheridan Group to seek justice for her, regardless of the consequences. Eli Sheridan admired his strategy and scheming but also realized that this man was extremely dangerous, far beyond what Ann Vaughn could handle. Being with him, she’d only end up being completely devoured. Ann Vaughn wasn’t aware of Eli Sheridan’s deep thoughts, feeling bemused and slightly hurt. She almost forgot that she and Cyrus Hawthorne were already divorced... After returning to the hospital room, Ann Vaughn couldn’t lift her spirits and went to lie down next to a still-sleeping Kenny. Cyrus Hawthorne glanced up and saw the mother and son lying on the couch in almost the same position, one big, one small, looking quite amusing. The Little Dumpling, fully rested, slowly opened his eyes and saw his mother’s despondent face in front of him, fearing something had happened to Cyrus Hawthorne. But when he turned his head, he saw The Archfiend sitting there unharmed, perfectly fine. Kenny’s big eyes immediately sparkled, but he said, "You’re not as sensible as a child." "Hmm?" Cyrus Hawthorne raised an eyebrow at him. "Like after Kenny’s surgery, afraid of worrying Mommy, I woke up fast!" The Little Dumpling puffed out his chest with a proud look, as if to say, "You could learn from me."