Chapter 86 What Shouldn't Have Happened Has Already Happened
<Chapter>Chapter 86 What Shouldn't Have Happened Has Already Happened </Chapter>
"Miss, please follow me," the receptionist personally escorted Grace over.
Ryan just called Patrick, but Patrick didn’t have time to deal with these matters right now. Ryan also faced obstacles with his father.
Ryan would never dare to admit that he couldn't even ask for a room number.
He hesitated about how to talk to Grace, unsure if Grace might laugh at him or look down on him.
He turned his head and just started to speak, "Grace, my dad said..."
He hadn't finished speaking when he saw Grace being taken upstairs.
'The front desk must have known their place, realizing that I am the scion of the Montgomery family. Since he has intervened, he will definitely make sure things go my way,' he considered.
Ryan hurried to catch up, saying, "Grace, I told you I had a way. It must be my dad who arranged it with the hotel."
Father is really something. He said he wouldn't help, and Ryan almost thought he was losing face.
Grace acted as if she hadn't heard him at all. It should be Xavier's doing. What does it have to do with Patrick?
The elevator went up floor by floor and soon arrived at the floor where Zach's room was located.
The receptionist just took Grace to the elevator entrance, pointing to that room. There were bodyguards at the door, and she was afraid of getting into trouble and didn't dare go over.
Grace walked over to that side and explained her identity to the bodyguard. Soon, the door to the room was opened, allowing Grace to enter.
The presidential suite was very spacious. Over on the sofa, Xavier, whom Grace just saw downstairs, was leaning back there, puffing on a cigarette.
Grace looked around the room and didn't see Madison's figure. However, there was a sense of ambiguity and a smell permeating the air, mixed with the smell of smoke, making Grace feel nauseous.
Over yonder lies a substantial crate, its contents shrouded in mystery, yet evidently poorly concealed, as the tip of a whip protrudes from within.
It's not hard to imagine what kind of fun props might be inside.
On the coffee table, there was also a torn pair of women's underwear. Grace didn't know if it belonged to Madison.
There seemed to be a slight trace of blood on the couch. What happened here before is simply unimaginable.
It seemed she arrived a bit late. What shouldn't have happened had already happened.
"Are you Zach's daughter?" Daniel spoke, his expression clearly displeased.
He hadn't even had his fill yet when Zach's phone rang.
Madison was indeed a nice girl and quite tidy, too.
Daniel was getting older, and coupled with the fact that his body was worn out earlier in life, those aspects were not functioning as well anymore.
But that doesn't stop him from enjoying playing and liking those young, attractive women.
He enjoyed watching them struggle and cry, especially when he entered the room and saw Madison's look of surprise. It was truly beautiful.
It was just like Taylor when she was young, but not as well-behaved as Taylor. Madison wielded a sharp tongue for cursing, but indeed soft and sweet.
And Madison had a great figure; she smelled really nice, too.
Madison certainly struggled. Thus, it would be prudent to secure her restraints. And there were plenty of medications that could be used here. He had many ways to make Madison admit her mistake.
Moreover, he had so many bodyguards outside. Even though he lacked in performance, the bodyguards were still competent. Just a slight threat and Madison would be scared into doing whatever they wanted.
Sure, this kind only needed a little teaching. He liked it a bit wild and obedient.
If it hadn't been for Grace, he could have played a little longer. When he knew someone was coming, he had to let the bodyguard throw the Madison out, just throwing directly into the parking lot.
"Hello," Grace greeted with a touch of polished courtesy. "I happened to be dining in this vicinity when I spotted Madison's presence. Given our sisterly bond, I felt compelled to check on her."
"Madison? Is she not my goddaughter?" Daniel feigned ignorance gracefully. "She is also here at this establishment? How about us call her over; it has indeed been a while since our last encounter."
"Where is she?" Grace asked.
"How would I know what you mean by that, thinking she came to me? Why don't you go look for her yourself and see if you can find her," said Daniel.
Daniel looked at Grace in front of him. She had some grace, but unfortunately, she wasn't very good-looking.
Since Daniel was so generous in letting Grace search for Madison, Grace knew that the person was definitely not going to be found.
Zach had likely been in cahoots with Daniel long before the phone call concluded; it was conceivable that Zach forewarned Daniel even before their conversation concluded.
"You haven't seen her?" Madison knew that the person was pretending.
"Of course."
"Since she never actually came here, can you tell if her DNA can be detected on this box and this pair of pants?"
"You!" Daniel was surprised to find out that Grace was quite extraordinary.
"Where is Madison?" Grace asked again, her powerful presence making Daniel feel a bit uneasy.
"If you claim ignorance, I will call the police. I know wealthy people like you are not afraid of this. You can easily buy your way out by pulling some strings. However, you will definitely be subject to an investigation. Plus, the media loves news about elites like you. It might cause some fluctuations in the stock price. Are you sure you want to take that risk?"
Daniel seethed with a storm of wrath at the sheer ill fortune of it all.
"Does this little brat dare to threaten me? Do you know who I am? I can make you unable to survive with just a flick of my finger or even make it so you can't even leave this door!"
"Regrettably, I am not alone in my arrival. There are individuals awaiting me outside, and if I do not depart within the next five minutes, they will storm in with a retinue."
"I know you have great abilities, and I have no intention of angering you. I only want to know where Madison is."
Things may have already happened, but whether or not to choose to protect oneself with the weapons of the law is Madison's own affair.
She stood here today, just not wanting her future self to remember this, regretting not coming, feeling uneasy in her conscience.
Daniel stared at Grace intently, his eyes, though cloudy, still sharp as ever. After all, he had roamed the business world for so many years, honing his ruthless tactics. Not many could meet his gaze or surpass his imposing presence.
However, Grace showed no sign of timidity or hesitation, as if the person in front of her was just an ordinary individual.
Daniel suddenly burst into laughter, his face wrinkles trembling. "Quite interesting."
He took another drag of his cigarette. "How would I know? Maybe you can go check the parking lot."
Grace immediately headed to the parking lot, with Ryan following closely behind. He was completely confused about the current situation.
"Grace, what are you doing? Is Zach inside?"
In the room, Daniel stubbed out the cigarette fiercely, and the smile on his face vanished.
He picked up Madison's panties from over there, placed them under his nose, sniffed them, and then revealed a satisfied and infatuated expression.
'Ah, the fragrance, truly exquisite.
'No need to rush, as this isn't a singular occurrence.'
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