CHAPTER 171: CHAPTER 171: TAKING THE BLADE FOR HIM

The key thing is, the social headlines are three news stories being rolled repeatedly.

Besides the news of a pregnant woman’s amniotic embolism death, there was another news about Charles Sharp being injured.

Months ago, on Charles Sharp’s birthday, she had reminded Charles that during the lunar months from May to August, a series of scandals would erupt at his electronic factory. These included illegal employment of child labor, employees often working over 15 hours a day, discarded batteries being illegally sold, guards clashing with employees resulting in two deaths, factory cleanup of the scene, and the deceased being rushed to crematorium without their families getting a last look, these incidents would consecutively explode during these three months.

If these issues had been mostly settled, then the previous life incident where he was surrounded by hundreds of employees demanding answers, and even stabbed by the family of a deceased employee, with the wound being dangerously close to the heart, should not happen.

Recently, she’s been too busy to call him and ask about how these things were handled.

And if not for the pregnant woman’s amniotic embolism news today, she wouldn’t remember the news of him being injured in the previous life. If she knew, she would have told him on his birthday.

Thinking of this, Lucy Eaton hurriedly dialed Charles Sharp’s number.

But the phone was off.

She called the front desk of Sharp Corporation, and the receptionist told her Charles Sharp was not at the company, asked the receptionist to transfer the call to Charles Sharp’s secretary. The other party asked her identity, she revealed her name to confirm.

From the secretary, it was learned that Charles Sharp had left for the factory twenty minutes ago after finishing up company matters. There are too many issues at the factory, and Charles has been burned out recently without respite.

Lucy asked him to immediately call Charles Sharp’s bodyguard, have the bodyguard inform him to call her back.

The secretary agreed.

Lucy then hung up the phone and glanced at the time, it’s five forty.

She took her bag and called Jacob Green while walking, the first sentence was, "Let’s go on the trip tomorrow, I have an urgent matter to go to the outskirts now."

"What are you doing in the outskirts?"

"I’ll explain when I return, gotta hang up now."

Lucy put the phone in her bag, rushed out of the hospital clinic, then after getting in the car, she quickly searched for news about Charles Sharp online, finding no news, her heart slightly settled.

It was peak time for students and office workers leaving, traffic was terrible.

Originally a half-hour drive, she took almost an hour.

During this hour, Charles Sharp had never returned her call.

She parked the car outside the electronic factory gate, searched online news again, and at this time news of the Sharp electronics factory uproar had already appeared.

Lucy got out of the car with her bag, walked while reading the news content.

Originally, the factory entrance had security guards watching, without an employee card, one couldn’t enter.

But there was conflict inside, leaving no one guarding.

She smoothly entered, jogged to a female employee, and asked, "Where is the commotion happening?"

The girl pointed to the direction, "It’s far."

The factory is large, it takes a while on foot, but for someone like Lucy, who is light-footed, it’s nothing much.

She ran fast, within a few minutes saw a dense crowd gathered.

From the position, she couldn’t see Charles Sharp at all.

Lucy slung her bag across her body, on sneakers, swift as an arrow, she didn’t know what power pushed her inside the crowd, but she did squeeze in.

Spotting Charles Sharp’s figure, she simultaneously saw Sophie Bennett.

She was there too.

"Charles!"

Despite the surroundings with voices roaring like waves, this shout seemed to block out other sounds, reaching Charles Sharp’s ears.

His eyes quickly locked on the nearby figure.

She was trying hard to approach him.

Charles had no clue why she came.

Sophie Bennett followed his gaze and, discovering Lucy’s presence, became more certain of unclear relations between the two.

"Come over!" Lucy urgently called.

Charles Sharp went towards her without a word, Sophie Bennett seeing this grabbed his arm, holding him back.

Lucy’s gaze fell on the man next to Charles Sharp. That man slowly pulled a knife out of his pocket.

At this instant, as if having great strength in her, she pushed away surrounding people forcibly, and when that knife was about to stab Charles Sharp, she grasped the handle.

At that moment, the whole world went utterly silent.

Charles Sharp’s pupils contracted, watching blood quickly dripping down from Lucy’s hand holding the knife, the knife aimed right at him.

Upon realizing, he forcefully snatched the knife, punched the man’s head.

A searing pain to Lucy, clutching her right hand with her left.

Police arrived just then, dispersed the crowd, understood the situation, and arrested the knife-wielding attacker.

Charles Sharp saw her hand bleeding unstoppably, both worried and touched.

He tore off his tie, wrapped her palm, and took her to the factory medical room for treatment.

"Why did you come?"

Lucy walked quickly, "Do you recall what I told you on your birthday?"

"Of course I remember."

She took a deep breath, lowered her voice, "I only remembered today that you would be stabbed dangerously close to your heart, I called you but your phone was off, called your secretary to know you came here, had your secretary call your bodyguard, ask the bodyguard to notify you to call me back, you never called."

"The bodyguard didn’t mention this at all, my phone was off?" Charles pulled out his phone, verifying it was indeed off.

"Out of battery?"

"Impossible, it was full power when I came." He pressed the power button, sure enough, the phone was on.

He turned and looked at Sophie Bennett running in heels meters away, "Did you turn off my phone?"

"So what if I did?" Sophie Bennett admitted frankly, "I was afraid you’ll be distracted during work."

"What?! You’re crazy," Charles Sharp sneered, "don’t use my phone to call your mom again."

After speaking, he turned around, walking as he spoke, "I was stopping by the parking lot when she blocked me, begging to get in my car, to come here together, on the car she said forgot to bring her phone, wanted to call her mom, so used mine. When she returned the phone, I didn’t check, just put it in my pocket. Sorry, caused you injury."

Lucy’s complexion paled slightly, "No problem, it’s a minor injury, much better than if the knife stabbed you and it’s life-threatening."

Charles Sharp stared at her, brows filled with tenderness, "Thank you."