Chapter 370 Strategic Retreat to Save Patricia
It was easier said than done for Jeremy when the moment to act arrived.
Martin was staying at the hotel, constantly shadowed by Carter, and guarded by Martin Alan and Nathan.
Slipping him a mickey and whisking him away unnoticed promised to be no small feat.
After much deliberation, Jeremy bribed a hotel employee to slip some sleeping pills into Martin's dinner, planning to make his move after everyone had drifted off to sleep.
That night, Martin and Alan returned to their hotel.
Martin and Alan returned to their hotel.
Carter asked eagerly,. "Boss, how did it go? Did you meet Patricia?"
Martin nodded and briefly explained what had transpired.
After hearing what happened and the backstory, Carter said with a pained expression, "I never imagined Patricia would go to such lengths to feign madness to escape. But itfeigning madness really seems to be the best self-preservation tactic for now. If Hunter truly loves Patricia, he wouldn't lay a finger on a woman who's lost her wits."
Martin didn't respond to him but made a resolute decision on the spot. "Pack up, we're heading back to Ivara City."
"Pack up, we're heading back to Ivara City."
"What...?"
?!" Carter, Alan, and Nathan exclaimed in unison, staring at him with surprise.
Carter couldn't help but ask, "Boss, we've finally found Patricia, and we're just going to leave like this?" Carter asked.
Martin also appeared reluctant.
He wished he could rescue Patricia immediately and take her back to Ivara City.
But he knew deep down that what Patricia had said was right.
Hunter must have heard about my arrival in the StatesCountry M. He'll be on high alert now.
Making a move at this point would be reckless—not only would it compromise Patricia's safety, but it might actually put her in greater danger. He couldn't risk it.
No, I can't risk it.
"Let's lay low for a bit, makeing Hunter think he's off the hook. Then, we'll quietly circle back, set everything up without a hitch, and bring Patricia back home," I mused aloudhe said.
Carter's eyes lit up with sudden understanding.
"Ah "So, a strategic retreat to advance! Brilliant, simply; brilliant. When do we pack up and leave?"
"To avoid rousing Hunter's suspicions, we should stay one more night and leave tomorrow morning."
. Otherwise, it would look suspicious. Patricia has just disappeared, and if I were to leave immediately afterward... Hunter might connect the dots and get suspicious. That's exactly why I waited until nightfall to return to the hotel. Every step now has to be taken with the utmost caution, and we must be fully prepared for any eventuality. There's no room for mistakes."
Hunter might connect the dots and get suspicious.
That's exactly why I waited until nightfall to return to the hotel.
Every step now has to be taken with the utmost caution, fully prepared for any eventuality. There's no room for mistakes.
Carter, who had been about to get up, settled back into his chair. "Oh, so we're heading back in the morning? No rush, then. We can pack up after dinner."
"I've already ordered room service; it should be here shortly," IMartin said.
As if on cue, there was a knock on the door.
"Room service!. Your dinner is ready," came a voice from the other side.
Nathan chuckled,. "Talk about quick service. The food's here before the phone's even back in the cradle."
Martin frowned slightly and exchanged a glance with Carter.
Clearly, they They were both harboring the same thoughts.
Without skipping a beat, Martin signaled Alan with a subtle glance to answer the door.
A young man pushed a cart into the room, laden with what seemed to be a selection of five dishes and a soup. While it lacked the authenticity of a meal prepared by a Chinese Z-lander chef, it was enticing in both appearance and aroma. He began arranging the dishes neatly on the table.
He arranged the dishes neatly on the table.
"Our hotel's special ChineseZ-lander dinner has been prepared for you tonight. ," the server said, eyes darting around, avoiding direct contact with Martin. "Please enjoy, and don't hesitate to let us know if there's anything that doesn't meet your satisfaction," the young man said, his eyes darting around, avoiding direct contact with Martin.."
Martin's eyes narrowed, and he fought to keepcontrol his anger in check.
Carter noticed the server's peculiar behavior as well but stayed composed, replying politely as usual, "Thank you. We'll call if we need anything else."
The implication was clear: it was time for him to leave.
The young man couldn't muster the courage to stay any longer. With a quick nod, he turned on his heels, ready to make his escape.
But,, but in his panic, he didn't see the table's edge, and his right foot caught, almost sending him sprawling.
Carter reached out with a sly grin, steadying him. His fingertips accidentally brushed the young man's palm. "Easy there," he comforted with a chuckle.
"Th-thank you..." stammered the young man stammered, his gratitude tinged with guilt. He didn't dare meet Carter's gaze, his head bowed as he hurried away with the cart.
Then, there were only the four: Martin, Carter, Alan, and Nathan, of them left alone in the room.
They all exchanged looks, no one eager to be the first to dive in.
"What's with the"Why are you guys acting like statues? Dig in, guys!"." Martin's low chuckle cut through the silence, but his voice was as cold as ice, sending shivers down their spines.
"Eat?" Nathan asked, shock painted across his face.
Without a wordIn answer, Martin plucked upspeared a bitepiece with his chopsticks fork and put it in his mouth, answering Nathan's question without saying a word.
. Seeing him eat, the other three gradually followed suit and started on their meal.
An hour passed.
The before the door echoed with a knock once more.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Silence.
The When there was no answer, the person outside knocked a few moreseveral times but still no answer.
. Minutes ticked by until, finally, the door clicked open.
That same young man snuck a peek inside, craning his neck toward the dining area.
SeeingHis eyes gleamed with triumph when he saw Martin, Carter, Alan, and Nathan sprawled out asleep at the table, a triumphant scheming glance flickered across his eyes.. With a sweep of his arm, two black-clad guards in black emerged from behind him.
The guards found Martin and grabbed his arms, one on each side, half-dragging, half-carrying him toward the door.
After a few steps, they exchanged a look.
"Doesn't he feel heavy to you?"
As professional bodyguards, they were no strangers to heavy lifting, but today, Martin felt unusually hefty. It was like lifting a car jack, and; they were already huffing and puffing after just a few steps.
"Definitely heavy," agreed the other agreed, "but luckily , it's not far. Just bear with it."
Heaving with effort, they managed to take Martin down to the underground parking garage, loaded him into the back of a car, and drove off to the Roman Hotel.
Thirty minutes later.
, Martin was delivered to the Presidential Suite of the Roman Hotel.
Jeremy circled around him incessantly. "Yeah, he's alright but not as sexy as me and the boys. What do you even see in him, Grace?"
"Yeah, he's alright, but definitely not as handsome as us three brothers. What does Grace even see in him? What makes him so irreplaceable?"
As Grace gazed upon the unconscious Martin, her cheeks flushed with a bashful crimson.
"Even though my three brothersyou, Riley, and Sebastian are exceptional, he's number one in my heart, he's always number one."
Jeremy felt a pinch in his heart at her words.
Faking sorrow, he quipped,. "They always say girls grow up and leave home. Haven'tYou haven't even tied the knot, and already she's you're taking his side."
"Jeremy..."
Grace stomped her foot with embarrassment, her shy demeanor utterlyshyness endearing.
Jeremy couldn't bear to tease her more. He pulled out a pill bottle from his pocket and said with a secretive tone, "I've asked around. Just one pill, and he won't be gettingget out of that bed tonight. If you ever get tired of waiting, give your big brome a call."
"Jeremy..."
Overcome with shyness, Grace covered her face with her hands and turned away, refusing to look at him.
"Alright, alright, I'm just messing with you!. Just to be safe, let's get this into Martin," he said, taking a pill out of the bottle. He pried Martin's mouth open and was about to putbrought the pill inside when--to his face.
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