She Tried to Shut Me Down But He Was Running on Me Chapter 07

She Tried to Shut Me Down But He Was Running on Me Chapter 07

The following afternoon, the Wades arrived.

Gerald Wade, Charlotte’s father, stormed into the medical tower flanked by corporate lawyers and PR personnel, their arrival commanding the lobby with palpable force.

He spoke the moment he stepped inside.

“Elder Ford, you’re holding my daughter over some nameless orphan girl. Has the Ford family completely lost its sense of proportion?”

Elder Ford had not slept through the night, his face haggard and ashen, yet he remained seated firmly in the main chair.

“Charlotte Wade is suspected of aggravated assault and endangering Blaine’s life. She will not be released until the investigation concludes.”

Gerald let out a cold scoff.

“Aggravated assault?”

“My daughter is Blaine’s fiancée, the future matriarch of the Ford family.”

“She audited questionable medical expenditures and disciplined a suspected fraud. What fault lies with her?”

Charlotte stood behind her father, her eyes red and swollen.

She adopted a wounded tone.

“Dad, I truly only wanted to help Blaine.”

“Everyone kept secrets from me. I had every reason to suspect fraud when that girl drains eight figures from the Ford estate every month.”

Gerald picked up her argument instantly.

“You hear that?”

“My daughter only fulfilled her duties as a fiancée.”

“It is the Ford family’s wrongdoing for privately housing a woman who controls Blaine’s life and hiding her from the Wades.”

“How sincere is this engagement alliance, truly?”

Several Ford board members shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

The Ford-Wade alliance anchored massive shared interests.

The Wade Group had expanded rapidly in medical device manufacturing in recent years, controlling critical supply chains for multiple Ford overseas projects.

A full fallout would inevitably destabilize stock prices and corporate operations.

Gerald had clearly come fully prepared.

He slid a formal legal letter across the conference table.

“We demand immediate custody of Mia for independent psychiatric and medical evaluation by a third-party institution.”

“Furthermore, the Ford family must lift all restrictions on Charlotte and issue a public formal apology.”

Elder Ford laughed sharply, overcome with rage.

“Take Mia away?”

“You still dare to lay a hand on her after everything that happened?”

Gerald’s expression darkened.

“Elder Ford, I respect your seniority, but the Wade family will not be bullied.”

“We are taking her today.”

The conference room doors sealed shut automatically.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Every access lock across the entire medical tower engaged simultaneously.

The overhead lights dimmed for a split second.

Then the main display screen flared to life.

Golden neural circuitry unfurled slowly across the black monitor.

A low, frigid voice tinged with digital distortion echoed through the speakers.

“Who intends to take her?”

Every head jolted upward in shock.

Charlotte’s face blanched pure white in an instant.

She knew that voice too well.

Blaine Ford.

He had not fully recovered. His physical body still lay trapped in the Middle Eastern emergency pod, yet his consciousness had reconnected through the restored neural AI, projecting directly into the conference room.

A half-body hologram materialized at the center of the screen.

Pale, frail, and visibly weakened.

Yet the overwhelming authority of a born ruler lingered in his aura.

He looked down upon the father and daughter Wades.

“Gerald Wade.”

“You just referred to Mia as a suspected fraud?”

Gerald’s Adam’s apple bobbed nervously.

“Blaine, let me explain. Charlotte only acted for your sake—”

Blaine cut him off without a single glance.

He spoke in a flat, unyielding tone.

“Lock down the entire medical tower.”

“Pull full surveillance records.”

“No one who harmed Mia yesterday leaves this building.”

Charlotte’s legs buckled, nearly sending her collapsing to the floor.

Blaine’s gaze locked onto her.

Though projected through a screen, his eyes cut sharp as blades.

“Charlotte Wade.”

“I granted you temporary administrative authority.”

“I did not grant you permission to end my life.”

Charlotte trembled uncontrollably.

“Blaine, I didn’t know—”

Blaine’s voice turned icy, devoid of any warmth.

“Lies.”

“You were not unaware. You simply refused to see her as human.”

“You only ever saw her as a tool the Fords kept in storage.”

Charlotte’s face drained of every last trace of color.

Blaine spoke slowly and deliberately.

“Today, I will let everyone learn the truth.”

“Exactly what she is.”