Chapter 8 The Bunny’s Transformation
After ending the call, Kingsley headed straight to his company, instructing his assistant to prepare the three-million deposit for Jazlyn. He didn’t dare to gamble. Lately, Jazlyn’s behavior had been puzzling as if she had become a completely different person. For the first time, Kingsley realized he didn’t understand her at all. “Kingsley, you’re finally here!” Zaid Gibson burst in with excitement. “You won’t believe it—there’s an incredible sketch in the design department! You’ve been searching for someone to take on the Skyline Tower project, but no one had the guts. Today, a studio stepped up with a design, and now construction can finally begin after all these months. Your annoying uncle won’t have anything to criticize you for now!” “Shut up!” Kingsley snapped, cutting off Zaid’s endless chatter. Zaid’s enthusiasm came to a halt when he noticed Kingsley angrily rifling through things with a dark expression. He finally noticed something was wrong. “What’s going on?” “I need to find out where Jazlyn is. Didn’t she ask for money? I’ll take it to her myself and see if she dares to take it!” “Huh? Isn’t Jazlyn your wife? How did things get so bad? She’s always been naive like a bunny. What did she do to make you this mad?” Zaid had never seen Kingsley so upset before. “She wants 30 million before she’ll agree to the divorce!” Zaid was shocked. “This woman is unbelievable! I didn’t realize she was so greedy and materialistic. I completely underestimated her.” Kingsley’s fists tightened as if he could crush Jazlyn’s head. Just then, a subordinate rushed in. “Mr. Zinn, we’ve found Mrs. Zinn’s location.” “Where is she?” “She’s at Harmony Hospital.” Kingsley’s expression froze for a moment. … Jazlyn had just finished her IV drip, and her fever was starting to drop. Soon, she saw the deposit from Noah in the group chat. The client had been generous, sending her a million as a deposit. With the three million Kingsley would likely send, she would have enough to get by for a while. Jazlyn didn’t doubt that Kingsley would follow through with the money. It might take time to get the full 30 million, but she knew he’d send the deposit. He was too invested in Freya’s reputation to let anything ruin it. “Ms. Xander,” the doctor said, frowning, “You still need to undergo dilation and curettage. You should do it soon to avoid a uterine infection. If you don’t, your fever will likely return.” Jazlyn knew the doctor was right, but she had been putting it off because no one had come to help her sign the consent form. If Ruby found out about the miscarriage, she would certainly make a scene and drag Kingsley into it. And if he found out … Jazlyn couldn’t help but sneer. Did she truly expect Kingsley to feel any sympathy for her? No. She knew that all he would do was mock her. “Jazlyn.” Kingsley’s voice startled her, almost causing her heart to skip a beat. He stood in the doorway, still dressed in his usual black suit. His tall figure stood out in the sterile white and blue hospital, and his unforgettable face left the doctor in stunned silence. The doctor wondered why someone as powerful as Kingsley would suddenly appear at the hospital.