Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Is he planning to target Edward Stephens?

Daisy Ginger listened, and almost wanted to laugh.

Such deep affection, as if he’d accomplished something extraordinary.

Yet the only thing he did for her was imprison her next to his office; separated by a wall, he met clients and

handled work, while she faded in a dark, windowless room.

To prevent her from struggling, he even limited her food intake. Only at night would he bring in takeout boxes;

during the day, she’d be injected with sedatives, unable to call out.

She even suspected that lan Linton had prepared countless times for this day, or how could he execute it so

neatly, without a shred of hesitation?

She had never imagined that someone in this world could have such a distorted infatuation with her. During

these days of confinement, in a daze, she thought about many things, like Emily Ginger, like Edward Stephens...

The relationship between her and the two of them, the breakups and makeups, even lan Linton was involved.

Amusingly, it wasn’t until lan Linton kidnapped her that she gradually realized what this man had been doing

around her.

"Director Ginger, let's eat." lan Linton handed her a spoon, speaking gently, "You haven't eaten all day; aren't

you hungry?"

Daisy closed her eyes. The sedative hadn't fully worn off; her limbs were weak, and even her mind was a little

unclear. After a long while, she asked, "What did you do to Emily Ginger?"

lan paused slightly, then looked down at her, smiled faintly, "Want to know? Then behave and eat, and I'll tell

you."

Daisy looked at him. The man’s face retained his usual gentle and elegant expression, even the faint smile on his

face was pleasing to the eye. She was silent for a moment, then reached out and grasped the spoon lan offered,

scooping a bite of rice.

"Actually, not much." lan said softly, "She just found out that I like you, that’s all."

"..." Daisy's movements paused slightly, recalling the day she chand saw lan and Emily arguing; the

conversation she hadn't understood then suddenly made sense now.

A slight look of disgust appeared on her face, "You're disgusting."

"Daisy, | really didn’t intend to do anything at first." lan called her name, slowly stretched his hand, lifted a lock

of her long hair on her shoulder, and kissed it beside his lips. His voice was low and tender, "I was always...

satisfied just watching you from afar. To me, you were that unreachable beam of light. Over the years, the only

thing | could do was watch over you silently from where | stood."

"..." Daisy shivered, hearing his heartfelt confession. The muscles on her face twitched a few times, but she still

didn’t interrupt his self-pity.

"That day you asked— could I die for you? You were right; there are many people in this world who love you.

Only Edward Stephens would die for you. He loves you more than I do; | feel inferior. Compared to the Edward

Stephens back then, | feel ashamed. | can’t compare to him; how could | win the place he holds in your heart?"

As lan said this, he couldn't help but laugh lowly. His gaze fixed on Daisy, growing softer, "In all of Banyan City,

how many men fancy you? They love you, yet fear you. Your heart has long been occupied by a man, how could

we ever surpass Edward Stephens - but, that’s the Edward Stephens of the past."

"I don’t approve of him being with you now." lan’s voice turned cold, "He's no longer worthy of you. Being with

him makes you cheap. That mere Emily Ginger could entice him away, such a man, how could he still deserve to

stand by your side now?"

"I don’t approve of him being with you now." Daisy repeated his words, laughing out loud, resting her head in her

hand. After laughing for a while, she couldn't help but say, "lan Linton, who the hell do you think you are? God?

Do | need your permission to be with someone? You say he doesn’t deserve to stand by my side, and you do?"

Her tone was dripping with sarcasm.

lan’s gentle expression shifted slightly, his eyes darkening as he looked at Daisy for a while before saying calmly,

"At the very least, | love you more than he does now."

"You really know how to congratulate yourself." Daisy retorted, "Aside from kidnapping me, what else have you

done for me?"

"Anyone who has hurt you, I'll deal with them for you." lan looked at her softly, reaching out, his cold fingers

touching her face, "I've already dealt with one for you..."

Daisy’s pupils contracted slightly for a moment as she looked at lan and shouted sharply, "What did you do to

Edward?!"

"It’s not Edward Stephens." lan said blandly, "But he won't escape either."

Daisy’s thoughts were disrupted by his words.

lan Linton would harm Edward Stephens.

This bastard had already gone mad!

Is this love? No, it's self-indulgent self-satisfaction.

In his mind, she was merely a doll; any deviation from the path he set for her, and he would forcefully correct it.

But why? Who did he think he was to interfere in her and Edward Stephen's affairs?

Daisy almost wanted to laugh, what sins had she committed to attract lan Linton, this lunatic?

She raised her hand, throwing the food across the table onto lan, hoarsely yelling, "Get out—!!"

lan glanced at the stains on himself, furrowing his brow slightly, just about to say something when his phone

suddenly vibrated, he paused, took out the phone, tapped a few times on the screen, and his expression

changed.

After a moment, he put down the phone, deeply looking at Daisy for a while, then lifted his hand to gently caress

her face, "Director Ginger, my time’s almost up. Your husband seems to be getting suspicious of me," he said

with a low laugh, somewhat sarcastically cold, "He's coming, faster than | expected."

Daisy hesitated slightly, seeing lan’s face, she understood, just as she was about to cry out loud, lan had already

produced a syringe, injecting a sedative into her.

She unwillingly propped up her body, opened her mouth, but realized she could no longer call out, her body

swayed and fell onto the bed.

She gazed up, watching lan just standing there, looking down at her. In the light, his appearance seemed bizarre.

That handsome, upright face, with slightly flickering eyes, held a gleam of madness, perhaps even hatred, and

he watched her quietly until she gradually lost consciousness.

Was he planning to make a move on Edward Stephens?

Having been held here for so long, she finally felt afraid.