Chapter 1114

lan drove, his mind elsewhere, a tangle of conflicting emotions churning within him.

He wanted her to be happy, yet he was jealous of the man who could give her that happiness.

But no matter what, he would protect her in his own way until Mansfield returned safely.

In a romantic rooftop cafe, Vanessa was waiting for someone. Soon, Walden Wells walked in through the entrance. The large cafe was quiet and empty, as it had been booked for a private event.

And Vanessa was Walden Wells's only guest today.

The pleasure of being powerful with wealth was back in Vanessa's hands, and oh, how she adored it.

"Mr. Wells, you're here," Vanessa said, standing up to greet him.

As Walden Wells approached, Vanessa reached out and gently straightened his tie with a practiced, natural ease.

Walden Wells was taken aback for a moment, then clearly enjoyed her attention.

As soon as he sat down, he asked directly, "Miss Shannon, I hear your relationship with lan is quite special?"

Vanessa's hand, holding a champagne flute, paused slightly. She had obviously come prepared. She forced a bitter smile. "Mr. Wells, you're very well-informed. But my relationship with lan isn't what the rumors say. It's nothing more than a transactional relationship."

"Oh? What kind of transaction?" Walden Wells raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.

"I regularly provide his mother with blood of a rare type, and he compensates me accordingly," Vanessa said nonchalantly, conveniently omitting the fact that she'd been using her blood donations to blackmail lan for years.

Walden Wells was clearly surprised. "Is that all?"

"The media did write a lot about our relationship, Vanessa said with a perfectly timed note of grievance. "But our relationship is just that simple. My suffering isn't over, though. I still have to continue giving his mother blood transfusions

according to the agreement."

Walden Wells's eyes narrowed. "What would happen if his mother didn't have your blood?"

"His mother has a rare blood

disorder, and I'm the only person in the world who can provide the blood to save her. I've been saving her for ten years now. If I don't give blood according to the contract, I have to pay damages," Vanessa sighed.

Walden Wells looked at her thoughtfully, then suddenly smiled. "Miss Shannon, what

if I told you I could help you get out of this deal?"

Vanessa's eyes lit up instantly, but then dimmed just as quickly. "Ian won't let me go that easily. But thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Wells."

"As powerful as lan is, he's nothing in my eyes," Walden Wells snorted dismissively. "When I was clawing my way up in the business world, he hadn't even been born! You think I'm afraid of him?"

Vanessa bit her red lip, her expression clearly showing she still didn't believe him.

At that moment, Walden Wells stood up, moved from his seat to stand in front of Vanessa, and suddenly lifted her chin with his hand, his gaze burning. "However, I have conditions for helping you. It's up to you whether you agree or not."

"What conditions?" Vanessa asked, her heart pounding.

"Be my woman," Walden Wells said bluntly. "As long as you're with me, I guarantee lan will never dare to bother you again."

Vanessa was almost ecstatic, but her face showed only a shy hesitation.

This was exactly what she wanted to use Walden Wells to escape lan's control.

"Mr. Wells, this—this is so sudden," Vanessa said, playing hard to get.

"I don't like to beat around the bush." Walden Wells released her chin and returned to his seat, his tone commanding. "Give me an answer before seven clock tonight If you agree, you'll be my woman, Walden

Wells's woman. I'll handle jan."