Chapter 295 Patricia's Suicide Attempt
Inside the president's office of the Miller Group, a heavy tension hung in the air.
Everyone present was as silent as if frozen, heads bowed, bharedly daring to breathe.
Hunter's hand swept across his desk, sending a stack of folders flying across the room.
"You're all useless!. Aren't you the world's best programmers? Didn't you boast that your firewall was impervious to any virus? Then tell me, what is this mess that we still haven't cleaned up?"
Heads bowed even lower, and breaths slowed further, as no one wanted to draw Hunter's wrath upon themselves.
SeeingAt their silence, Hunter's anger boiled over.
"What are you waiting for? Get to work! If that virus isn't eliminated quickly, pack your stuff and get out. The Miller Group doesn't harbor incompetencethe incompetent."
Without a moment's delay, everyone seated themselves at their computers and began to work urgently.
Standing in front of the lead programmer, he was just about to discuss how to locate and eliminate the virus when James walked in.
"Mr. Miller, the CEOs from Falcon Technologies, Quantum Innovations, and Global Dynamics are here to see you. They're waiting in the conference room."
Hunter's handsome face went pale. He was gettingAs he got ready to meet with these executives when, his cellphone abruptlycell phone rang from his pocket.
Impatiently, he pulled out his phone. Upon seeing the caller ID, his expression shifted, and he answered with urgency,. "What happened?"
A frantic voice came through from the other end.
"Sir, it's terrible—! Miss Watson has attempted suicide!"
"What?"
Hunter's face drained of color. His mind went blank, and without a second thought, he dashed towards the exit.
James hurried after him. "Mr. Miller, all four executives are still in the conference room waiting for you!. You can't leave! They are. They're furious about the data breach. If we don't calm them down, it could lead to incalculable losses for the company."
Unfortunately, Hunter didn't heed a single word; his determination was unshaken as he stepped into the elevator.
"Just manage things and pacify them for now. If it comes to it, tell them I will personally apologize at their convenience!"make it up to them," Hunter said, just before the elevator doors slid closed.
Left behind, James anxiously paced in place.
He couldn't fathom what could be so critical that his boss would abandon work and dash off like that.
Hunter floored the gas pedal, racing to the hospital at breakneck speed.
Patricia had been stabilized and was resting quietly in her hospital bed, a white bandage wrapped around her wrist, stained in places with seeping crimson.
"Sir..."
As theThe bodyguards beganstood to nod a greeting, attention. "Sir—"
Hunter's fists flew.
One punch each sent , sending the two bodyguards sprawling to the floor.
Then, turning to Linda and AceEs, he delivered a sharp slap to each of themslapped both.
"You're all useless—four of you. Four people couldn't keep track of one person. What good are you?"
They didn't dare breathe heavily, scrambling. The bodyguards scrambled back to their feet, standing and stood to the side with their heads bowed in utmost deference.
Linda and AceEs covered their swollen faces, not daring to utter a word.
Hunter, overwhelmed with distress, gently caressed the soft,Patricia's pale cheek of the unconscious Patriciagently. "What the hell happened?" he asked, his voice harsh with concern, "What the hell happened? . "Why would she suddenly do this to herself?"
Linda and AceEs exchanged a look.
looks before Linda gestured for Aceto Es to answer.
But Acespeak. Es, however, shook hisher head, signdicatling for herLinda to respond.
Seeing Ace unwilling to respondReluctantly, Linda finally spoke with difficulty,up. "After the anesthesia wore off, the missus found out about the baby and hasn'tdidn't said a word since then. She's. She just been lyinglay there quietly in bed. When she moved from the observation room to her hospital room, she remained very quiet! Wewe thought the lady just needed some solitude, so we dared not disturb her."
After a pause, she continued,. "Later on, she said she was hungry and wanted me to cook something I'd cooked myself, so I left AceEs to care for her and went home to prepare some food. Not long after I left the hospital, AceEs called me. She said the missus had attempted suicide."
Hunter's piercing gaze then fell upon Ace.
Aceon Es, who shivered violently,under his stare.
She bowed her head bowed low as she spoke softly,took over in explaining. "It wasn't long after Linda left when the lady said she was thirsty and wanted some tea. I thought, with the two bodyguards outside the door, and we'reus being on the seventh floor, there was no way she couldn't escape, so I went to get hot water for her tea."
As she spoke, she could feel the chilling stare intensifying.
Shivering from fear, yet having to steel herself to continue, she said, "When I came back with the hot water, I saw the lady had slit her wrists, and the bed was covered in blood."
No sooner had she finished speaking than herHer face was met with a firm slap.
With a resounding "smack,"
Ace Es was sent sprawling to the floor, her cheek immediately swelling to revealwith a distinct handprint mark.
"Do you remember what I told you? Stick by her side, no leaving..."." Hunter pointed at the bodyguards with a ferocious, his expression, ferocious. "Why couldn't they handle something as simple as pouring tea?"
Ace's bodyEs trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.
, barely managing to apologize. "I won't do it again!. I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…" she stammered.
Hunter glared at her with aHunter's menacing look.glare made his threat clear. "If you make another mistake like this, I'll kill you."
"Yes, yes, I understand!" Ace nodded," Es stammered, nodding frantically, overcome with fear.
Hunter asked, "How's she doing now?"
Linda quickly answered, "The doctors say it's a miracle we found her in time; they've," Linda quickly answered. "They've managed to stop the bleeding, and there's no danger to her life anymore. She'll recover with some rest and careful tending."
Relieved that Patricia was safe, Hunter finally let his guard downout of danger, Hunter's demeanor softened slightly. Seeing his relief, Linda, Es, and the two bodyguards all sighed, the tension dissipating.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Linda, Ace, and the two bodyguards all breathed a sigh of relief.
Impatiently, Hunter growled, "Get out!. Stand guard at the door!"," Hunter growled impatiently.
Linda and AceEs scrambled clumsily out the door.
The bodyguards followed suit.
Suddenly, theThe room contained only Patricia and Hunter.
Looking at her bruised face, Hunter felt a pang in his heart; he gently touched her bruised forehead, hardly able to believe that he had caused her harm.
"It must've hurt like hell, didn't it? I'm so sorry, I don't know what got into me—. I just lost control. Please, don't hold it against me, will you?" he pleaded incessantly, but Patricia offered no response.
Hunter pressed on,. "From now on, you just stay put by my side, and don't rile me up, and. If you can do that, I swear, I'll never lay a hand on you again."
Hunter noticed Patricia's silence lingered.
Noticing her disheveled hair and the fine sheen of sweat coveringon her face, Hunter fetched. Fetching a basin withof warm water from the bathroom, he tenderly and carefully wiped her face, neck, and hands, all while smiling,. "At last, we're together without a care in the world."
Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, his expression darkened, and he paused, his hands pausedstopping mid-wipe.
"No, there's still Charles and Randy!. As long as those two are around, you'll never be free of your ties to Martin."
His gaze grew wilder with each word," he mused.
"To keep you by my side forever, Charles and Randy must go too. Then, you and Martin will truly have nothing left between you. Ha..."." A low chuckle escaped his throat, his smile turning sinister under the stark white light.
A low chuckle emanated from deep within his throat.
The stark white light cast upon his face made his smile all the more sinister.
Getting rid of the sickly Randy would be easy.
Just tampera slight tampering with his second heart surgery—make sure he goes should do—he'd go in alive and comes out dead.
As for Charles, that was a thorny issue.
The kid was too clever.
He'd need to plot carefully to find an opportunity to strike.
If only he'd known Frank would turn against him, he wouldn't have left Charles alive when he dealt with Fannie—no Charles would mean no trouble now.
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