Chapter 395 Patricia's Stratagem to Approach the Koch Family
The scene was a complete gridlock.
Onlookers crowded around, eager for a glimpse of the action.
Journalists, alertedAlerted to the breaking news, journalists flocked to the site to report the latest developments.
"Breaking news: A major pile-up occurred on Y Boulevard Y at noon today, with multiple vehicles rear-ending each other. At present, thirteen individuals are reported injured and, three in critical condition, and have beenbeing rushed to the Wellington Hospital emergency room..."
Patricia sat on the couch, a sly smilesmirking curling the corners of her mouth as she watched the crumpled Rolls Royce on the news. She switched off the TV, laid the remote on the coffee table, and tapped her slender fingers against the armrest, her expression chillingly cold.
They He didn't die. Lucky devils!.
Right then, her phone began to ring with a call from.
It was James.
Patricia languidly answered the callit.
James' urgent voice, came through on the other end.
"Mrs. Watson "Ma'am, Mr. Miller's been in an accident. The hospital called—they need a family member to come immediately. I'm heading over now as fast as I can, but it'll t'll take me hours to get there,. Ccan you go to the hospital in my stead? The hospital called—they need a family member to come immediately."
Patricia didn't agree right away but countered, "Do you honestly expect me to agree?""Do you really think I would go?" Patricia said.
James, having braced for such a response, persisted. James had anticipated this response, yet he couldn't let go, "Mrs. Watson, regardless of anything else"But you are his wife, Ma'am. It's imperative you take action.", you're legally his wife. You can't just do nothing."
Patricia let out a derisive laugh,. "The woman legally bound to him doesn't go by the name Patricia.""His legal wife's name is not Patricia."
"Mrs. WatsonMadam..." James was at wits' end.
Patricia replied mercilessly, "He killed my child, he killedtwins, tried to kill my husband, ripped me away from my family, and dragged me to a place completely alien to me, imprisoning me by his side. ," Patricia said. "There's no one who wants him dead more than I do. Why would I visit an enemythat bastard? I wishhope he would diedies. Then, so I wouldI'll finally be free."
Without waiting for James' reply, she hung up.
Even afterDespite breaking free from Hunter's clutches, Patricia wasn't in a rush to flee.
After all, as long as she was alive, Hunterhe could always find her again.
BetterIt was better to stay close than to run and be dragged back time after time, only, for him to stripped away of all her means of communication, and watched herconstantly like a hawk.
As the the proverb goes, the most effective disguise is often no disguise at all. sometimes the best camouflage is no camouflage.And tThat wa's exactly what she planned to do—; act right under his watchful eye.
And that's exactly what she planned to do; act right under his watchful eye.
Unrelenting, James dialed Patricia'sher number several more times, each call met with a swift disconnection.
Afterfinally giving up after the fifth hang-up, James finally gave up.
Patricia had chosenchose a bare face look that oday, gripping her phone as the taxi dropped her off at Mayfield's Diner.
Traffic was a total nightmare on the main drag due Due to a the nasty pile-up on the main drag, traffic was a nightmare, so the cab had to detour—it took an extra ten minutes.
Stepping out of the cab, she caught sight of Jeremy, Riley, Grace, and Martin emerging from the diner. Jeremy looked rattled, obviously clued into the news of Hunter's car accident.
Jeremy looked rattled, obviously clued into the news of Hunter's car accident.
In a mess of disheveled clothes and tangled hair, Patricia rushed toward them, sobbing. She collided with Jeremy, her eyes wide with panic and fear, constantly glancing over her shoulder as if a wild beast was on her tail.In a deliberate mess of disheveled clothes and tangled hair, Patricia sobbed and rushed toward them, bumping into Jeremy with a face painted in panic and fear, casting glances over her shoulder as if a wild beast was on her tail.
Jeremy instantly recognized her;, his face etched with shock,. "DeborahLaura?, Wwhat are you doing here? What happened? Why do you look so wrecked?"
Following the collapse of the Miller Group, Hunter rebranded himself as the president of the Sackler Group, going by FrankMichael Sackler in public while she assumed the identity of Laura..
And she? She was Deborah.
Patricia clung to Jeremy's arm, her body quivering with fear, her eyes wide as if they might pop out of their sockets. "Someone... someone's trying to kill me!"."
At her words, Martin's expression tightened at her words, his eyes darkening with a cold intensityhis eyes clouding over with a frosty veil.
Grace glanced at him, her hand fist by her side tightening imperceptibly.
Jeremy gasped,. "Someone wants to kill you?"
Patricia nodded, her eyes darting around skittishly, her wits scattered by terror.
"Yes, someone's after me!. I was up late last night, and today,so my husband, being the sweetheart he is, let me stay backrest at the hotel to rest while he went ahead to a meeting. And then... then he was involved in a car crash on the way!"."
Tears welled up as she continued, "The... the hospital called about the accident, and I found out he was taken to Wellington Hospital. On my way there, I realized... I was being followed. Alone, without anyone I knew nearby, I remembered you might be here, so... I took a chance.""I... I got the call from the hospital, found out he was taken to Wellington Hospital. I was heading there when..."
She glanced nervously behind her again.
"I realized I was being followed! Here I am, totally alone, without a soul I know. Desperate, I remembered you guys might be here, so... so I thought I'd take my chances."
Jeremy quickly scanned the area behind her.
"There's nobody there!"."
Riley rolled his eyes at her, clearly unimpressed.
Patricia took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "They must have fled when they saw you guys."I guess they must have bolted when they saw you guys."
Jeremy's face was etched with concern as he uttered, "So what are you going to do?" Jeremy said. "I could take you to the hospital. With me by your side, thoseThose guys probably wouldn't dare lay a finger on you with me by your side."
Riley, his gaze probing, inquired,Riley's gaze held layers of meaning as he probed, "Do you have any idea who's been tailing you? Or what they want? Did you make any enemies while you were here?"
Patricia shook her head so hard, like a bobblehead.
"I have no clue," she said, tears spilling over. "The timing of my husband's accident and being stalked... it can't be a mere coincidence. There must be a deliberate intent behind it.""I have no clue, I really don't! I suspect there's more to the car accident today; it has to be intentional! How else could it be such a coincidence? No sooner had my husband's accident happened than I found myself being followed."
As she spoke, tears began to trickle down, herHer frail figure trembling like a leaf in the wind.
Drained of all color, trembled, and her face was paler than paper.
Jeremy's heart ached at the sight of her distressed state. He turned to Riley, saying, "What do we do, bro? She's here all alone, and if there's a threat against her, she's defenseless."Jeremy felt an inexplicable pang of heartache at the sight of her fragile, startled face and turned to Riley, "Bro, what should we do? She's all alone here, and if there really is someone out to get her, she'd stand no chance."
Riley eyed Martin with a meaningful glance,. "Martin, what do you say?"
Grace's heart skipped a beat.
She anxiously looked towards Martin.
Martin met Riley's look with a deep gazehead on.
"If Jeremy is worried, we could get a couple of bodyguards to watch over her."
His answer allowed Grace to breathebreathed a sigh of relief, her tense facial features softening slightlyrelaxing.
"I think Martin's right; getting her some bodyguards is the best thing we can do."," she said.
Jeremy and Riley both nodded in agreement, suggesting they found the idea to be a solid solution.
Patricia, her head bowed, subtly rolled her eyes. No, that wouldn't do. How could she investigate the people in league with Hunter if she was cooped up in a hotel? She must move into the Koch family residence to investigate them and to get closer to Martin, gradually restoring his memories.
"Thank you... all so much," Patricia managed through sobs, her shoulders trembling. "But staying in a hotel with bodyguards constantly on my heels could be inconvenient. There's a risk... If my stalker discovers a weak spot, then I... c-could... I'm not afraid of dying, but my poor husband is still comatose in the hospitalize. If he were to wake up and find out something happened to me... W-what then?"
With each reference to her 'husband,' Martin's expression darkened, a coldness creeping over his features.Patricia, head bowed, slyly rolled her eyes.
No, that wouldn't do.
She had to move into The Koch family residence.
How else could she investigate the people in league with Hunter if she was cooped up in a hotel?
How could she get closer to Martin and gradually restore his memories?
With these thoughts, Patricia began to sob, her small shoulders heaving, she was the picture of misery.
"Thank you all so much! But, staying in a hotel with bodyguards constantly on my heels could be really inconvenient, and there could be... if the thief finds a loophole, then I... w-would..."
"I'm not afraid of dying, it's just that my husband is still in the hospital, and if something happens to me, what would he do? W-what then..."
Each time she mentioned her husband, Martin's handsome face grew darker.
A frost seemed to settle over his brows.
Jeremy felt she made a valid point, nodding in agreement before turning to Riley. "Bro, she's got a point," Jeremy said to Riley.. "It'sHotels are crazy busy in hotels;, and a bad guy could slip in unnoticed."
Riley raised an eyebrow,. "So, what's your plan?"
Jeremy cracked a grin,. "How about we have her stay with the Kochsus for a while? Even the boldest crook wouldn't dare cause trouble at the Koch estate."
Patricia had been waiting for just that offer. A sly look flickered in her eyes at her successful scheme.
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