I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence Sterling’s response did not disappoint Meredith.

Perhaps, at that time, he really didn’t think much about it.

“Mr. Sterling, you rest first, I’ll go buy you some clothes to change into.”

Not only Terrence Sterling, but she also needed a change of clothes. You couldn’t walk around covered in blood all the time.

Terrence Sterling nodded in agreement with Meredith.

As Meredith left, she didn’t bother with brand names this time. She just stopped at a clothing store near the hospital and bought something random.

She bought Terrence Sterling a cheap white tracksuit, only one hundred and fifty dollars for the set.

She also bought herself a skirt, as wearing pants was not very convenient for her legs were still a bit sore. Walking in a skirt would make it less noticeable.

Meredith quickly washed her face in the clothing store’s bathroom, changed into the new skirt, grabbed the clothes she bought for Terrence Sterling, and bought two boxed meals before heading back to the hospital.

Just as she arrived at the door of the ward, Meredith heard some commotion inside, as if… a fight had broken out.

Meredith pushed open the door and saw Terrence Sterling, full of hostility, not caring about his injuries, kicking a middle-aged man to the ground.

Meredith was taken aback: “Mr. Sterling, you still have injuries on you.”

She hurried in, put down the things, and pulled Terrence Sterling back.

It was only then that she saw the person who was kicked down. Wasn’t this Mason Sterling?

Terrence Sterling’s uncle Mason.

Terrence Sterling was fighting with his own uncle?

Mason Sterling brought two assistants, but no one dared to come forward to stop the fight.

Despite Terrence Sterling being injured, he still fought hard. His cold gaze, filled with a killing intent, sent shivers down one’s spine.

Terrence Sterling stared coldly at Mason Sterling on the ground: “Uncle Mason, you know my temper. You should have killed me. As long as I’m alive, you should be prepared to make yourself a coffin.”

At these words, Meredith was shocked. Did today’s accident have something to do with Mason Sterling?

After all, Terrence Sterling was his nephew.

Mason Sterling was (beneath?) speaking up in anger. Though he was Terrence Sterling’s uncle, in front of Terrence Sterling, his identity was just for show.

“Terry, what are you saying? Uncle Mason can’t understand. We’re family, no need to talk about life and death.”

Terrence Sterling sneered coldly: “You have many informants, do you still need me to inform you?”

“Terry, you must have some misunderstanding…”

“Get lost.” Terrence Sterling didn’t show any mercy.

Mason Sterling left, filled with anger.

In the entire Sterling family, Mason Sterling was most afraid of this eldest nephew. With Terrence Sterling in power in the family, Mason Sterling didn’t dare to offend him.

Over the years, he managed Clearwater Lab in Meriton, enjoying a carefree life.

But Mason Sterling had a gambling problem. When luck was not on his side, he would embezzle company funds to cover the losses.

Hearing rumors that Terrence Sterling would come to settle scores with him, Mason Sterling had someone tamper with the car to teach Terrence Sterling a lesson.

Terrence Sterling was lucky enough to survive.

After Mason Sterling left, Meredith asked, “Mr. Sterling, is today’s accident related to your Uncle Mason?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Terrence Sterling glanced at her. “Scared?”

“Why would he do this? You’re his nephew.” Meredith was very puzzled.

If the brakes failed, it could’ve killed him.

“Strike first.” Terrence Sterling coldly snorted. “Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on his side.”

“Mr. Sterling, what do you plan to do next?”

He couldn’t truly make his uncle pay with his life.

“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.” Terrence Sterling’s tone was so indifferent, almost cold, with a hint of killing intent. “Being kind to others is being cruel to oneself.”