Chapter 396 Patricia's Plot, Infiltrating the Koch Family
Before Patricia could revel in her triumph, Jeremy's suggestion was met with unanimous disapproval.
"No way!"
Patricia; "...??"
," Riley, asserted with a stern-faced, chastised, "You expression. "Do you truly know her well? Have any idea who she really is? You can't just bring someone home on a whim. Think before you speak, for God's sake."
Jeremy, his heart overflowing with pity, protested, "But she's a woman, whatall on her own," Jeremy said. "What if something happens to her alone in bad goes down at the hotel? Sure, I may notdon't know her wellinside out, but I'm somewhat affiliated with FrankI've got ties to Michael Sackler. I can't just stand bysit back and watch her in danger."
Riley, running out of patience, turned to Patricia, "Deborah, I'm sorry. "Laura, I hate to say it, but it's reallynow's not a goodgreat time at our house. My younger brother for us. Jeremy here acts on impulse, not considering the repercussions.first and think later. We'll assign a couple moreup your security with extra bodyguards to ensure your safety, though."
"But..."
Jeremy triedopened his mouth to persistobject but was silenced byquickly closed it under Riley's stern and icy gaze.
Patricia knewrealized pushing Riley was no pushover. Continuing to argue would further might only raise his suspicions.
Her plan to infiltratemake him suspicious. She'd need to find another way into the Koch family would need a different approachhousehold.
StillYet, the day wasn't a total loss.
entirely fruitless. Jeremy, with his simple-minded as he wasmindedness, might prove tojust be the weak link to exploither way in.
"I appreciate the kind offer, but I think Jeremy'sRiley's right,. Staying at the Koch residenceplace isn't the right placebest idea for me," Patricia conceded.
Jeremy stumbled, not knowing how to respond.
Pulling out her phone, Patricia cautiously pulled out her cellphone, sayingsaid, "Could I gethave your number, then? I'm here all alone here, and you're the only person I knowall I've got."
Reading between the lines:
Unspoken message: You're themy only one I can turn tohope.
With a voiceHer plea, as pitifulheartfelt as that of CinderellaCinderella's before the ball, it was enough to tug at anyone's heartstrings.
could melt even the coldest heart. Riley and Grace both furrowed their brows in concern, not having a chance, who were about to intervene before , were dumbfounded when Jeremy whipped outeagerly shared his phone, swiftly exchanging numberscontact info with Patricia.
Riley, "...??"
Grace, "...??"
Martin gave a wry smile and a suggestive eyebrow raise, clearly warming up to couldn't help but smirk, his opinion of Jeremy a bit more.
Loyal and kind-hearted.
Actually, not a badimproving slightly. Despite his gullibility and temper, Jeremy was genuinely a good guy.
Just a little , just too simple-minded and hot-tempered, easily taken advantage of by others.swayed.
Exchanging numbers wasn't enough for Jeremy; he assumed the role of her protector with gusto, "was all in, assuming guardianship. "First, I'll take you to the hospital to check on Frank Sackler firstsee Michael, then I'll drive you back to theyour hotel. Later, I'll also handpick a couplesome of top-notchthe best bodyguards to ensure your safetyfor you."
"Thank you!"
," Patricia nodded, not turning down the generous offersaid graciously.
Martin's frown was subtle but carried, a wavehint of jealousy and bitterness in his heart.
simmering beneath the surface. He clenched his fists tightly to stifle the surge of jealousy and the burning anger leaping within him.
After bidding farewell to Riley and the group parted ways, Jeremy personally drove Patricia to the hospital.
To avoid raising Jeremy's suspicions To keep him from getting suspicious, Patricia deliberately put on a highly anxious and heartbroken facadeportrayed herself as a deeply distressed wife, sobbing inconsolably as Hunter was wheeled out of the ER.
"When "How could this happen? You were fine when you left at noon, you were fine, how come just a little while later, you're lying here?"
"Woah, it's all my fault; I should have gone out . I should've been with you."
". What would I do ifwithout you were gone? How could I go on?"?
"Your driving hasis always been so good; how could there be an accident?impeccable. Someone must have tampered with your car, right?. And someone has been secretly followingnow someone's after me, too. I'm so scared;. wWhen will you wake up? WithoutI'm lost without you by my side, what am I supposed to do?"."
It was the kind ofThe scene that might break the heart of an onlooker and leave them in was so touching, it could bring anyone to tears.
Jeremy was deeply moved to pieces by the love between themby their apparent bond.
"Deborah, don't"Don't worry, as long as Frank Sackler stays unconscious, I will protect you, take good care of youLaura. I've got your back while Michael's out," he reassured her.
He hadn't always been a man overflowing with sympathy.
And he didn't quite understand why.
It pained him to see her upset.
A feeling beyondsaid, his control, he wanted to take care of hernewfound empathy surprising even him.
"Thank you so much..."," Patricia murmured, dabbing at her eyes.
Jeremy proved to be genuinely supportive ofwasn't just talk; he made sure Hunter. He not only ensured the best doctors were appointed but also secured the finest hospital received the best care, securing top medical staff and a premium room and hired top-notch caregivers.
After getting Hunter settled, Jeremy personally escorted. Then, he helped Patricia to select a bodyguard and then saw her safelychoose bodyguards and made sure she got back to her hotel safely.
Before departing, he left her with an earnest reminder, "Call me anytime you need, and I'll be there at the drop ofin a hat."heartbeat," he said before leaving.
"Thank you!" she replied.
Once Jeremy had left, Patricia's bodyguards took their posts on either side of the door tostood guard outside the presidential suite, vigilant.
. Sitting on the couch with a stoic face, Patricia wiped away the tears that stainedfrom her cheeks, tookface, pulled out her phone, and placed an exorbitant contractinitiated contact with theCountry Y's most notorious hit organization in Country Yat an exorbitant price.
The target: a woman in the presidential suite of the Caxton Hotel.
She senteven provided her own photographphoto to the would-be assassinhired hitman.
As night fell, Patricia lay in bed, wide awake with the knowledgerestless, aware that the planned hit was to take place this very nightimminent.
The serene moonlight streamedMoonlight poured through the glassopen window, bathing her in its ghostly glow.
The window stood wide open, allowingcasting a spectral light over the room, while a gentle breeze made the white sheer curtains to dance gently in the breeze.
All was quiet and seemingly peaceful.
At two in the morning, the flutter softly. The world outside was silent, deep in slumber at 2 a.m.
A shadowy figure, dressed clad entirely in black from head to toe with a matching hat and mask, deftly climbed in , masked and hatted, silently entered through the window. As silent as a , moving with the stealth of a panther,. tThe intruder's gaze waseyes were fixed intently on Patricia.
Feeling, who, sensing the eyes on her, Patricia's hand formed a tensetensed, her fist beneathclenching under the covers.
The intruder verified Patricia's identityThe assailant checked the photo against the photograph.
Once sure of Patricia, confirming the target, the attacker pulledthen drew a dagger from his boot and plunged it down towards Patricia's , aiming a deadly blow at her heart with brutal force.
Patricia's scream ripped throughshattered the silence as she threwflung the blanket overat the assailantattacker and vaulted off the bed, dashingmade a break for the door.
The assassin hadn't expected her to be awake and The assailant sprang into pursuitaction, close behind.
The noise alerted the bodyguards outside, alerted by the commotion, swiftly used. Using their keycards to enter the room. They saw a black-clad figure wielding a dagger, bearing down on, they rushed in to find the assailant, dagger in hand, in pursuit of Patricia.
As she ran, a stumbleTripping over the couch leg sent her crashing, Patricia fell hard to the floor.
A flash of silver whisked through the air.
In the next instant, Patricia's before the assailant's dagger cut deep into her arm was sliced open, a harsh wound from which blood erupted, saturating her clothes in crimson.
. Gasping from thein pain, she pressed her hand firmly against the gushing wound, soaking her attire in blood, and scooted backward on her bottom, retreatingscrambled back in terrorpanic.
As Patricia recoiled from the assailant's stabbing motion, two The bodyguards surged forward, grappling and grappled with the attacker in, a chaotic struggle.
ensuing. Meanwhile, Patricia swiftly fished out the cellphone she had her prepared cell phone and dialed Jeremy's number.
Half an hour later...
, Jeremy arrived, breathless and panting.
The assailant had managed, to flee, though injured.
Thefind the attacker gone and the bodyguards were both wounded, their appearances disheveled and battered.
With tears flowing down her cheeks,. Patricia gasped for air; blood was all overin a state of shock, her shirt, jeans,clothes and the couch.
Startled by the scene, Jeremy blurted out, "You're soaked drenched in blood!.
"You're bleeding! Come on, let's get you to a hospital!"."
Desperately"No, no hospitals." Patricia, desperately shaking her head, Patricia curled up into a ball, her face etched with terror, resembling a deer caught in headlights.
"No hospitals,. "It's too many people. What if therisky. The killer is lurkingmight be waiting. I can't go there? I'd be a sitting duck. No hospital, no way, not even over my dead body."
Seeing her like this, a surprising wave of sympathy washed over Jeremy. Without a moment's hesitation, he said, "Then... come with me to the Kochstay at my family's residence. Those killers wouldn't," Jeremy said hesitantly. "It's safe there; the killer won't dare invade the Koch'sstep on our territory. We have aPlus, the family doctor who can tend to these woundslook after you."
A glint appeared in Patricia's eyes.
Her flickered with triumph, and her lips twitched slightly.
She had finally infiltrated This was her chance to delve deeper into the Koch residence.
Next, she would start to investigate the collusion with Hunterfamily's secrets and help Martin recover his memories.
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