Chapter 414 Patricia's Vengeance on Grace
Grace gasped for air, her face turning pale as a ghost.
Her attempts to fight Hunter's grip grew feebler by the second.
A shroud of mortal terror enveloped her.
Hunter, merciless and commanding, glared down at her,. his words were like ice cutting through her, "Let me make myself clear,. iIf you dare harm Patricia again, I'll ensure your corpse'll ends up without a grave."
With her brain starved of oxygen, Grace lost the ability to think. She could only nod incessantly to Hunter's warnings.
Remembering Thinking about how Patricia nearly died by her hand, rage bubbled within Hunter, his eyes shimmering gleaming with lethal intent.
His grip on her Grace's slender neck involuntarily intensified.
He was fully aware that with a little more pressure,, and she'd die by his own hands.
And iIn fact, he was doing would do just that.
His hand, beyond the control of his mind, tightened its hold steadily.
Grace's eyes rolled back, her tongue protruding.
Just as she was on the verge of passing out, the sound of footsteps at the door jolted Hunter back to his senses. He saw Grace barely breathing andHe immediately let go.
Simultaneously, aA knock sounded on the door.
sounded. Jeremy's voice called from outside.
"Hunter, "Michael, I heard you're here. Are you still inside?"
Hunter, concernedWorried Jeremy might suspect something, Hunter snatched a glass of water from the nightstand and splashed it onto Grace's face.
On the brink of death, Grace suddenly jolted awake, reopening her eyes.
Oxygen deprivation left her gaze unfocused, and she was unable to comprehend her current situation.
At the same moment, Jeremy pushed the door open, and.
Hunter quickly feigned panic,. P placeding the glass back on the nightstand, he dashed to the bathroom, and grabbed a dry towel to wipe Grace's face.
He apologized while dabbing her face with the towel.
"Sorry, it was an accident!. My hand slipped, and I lost my grip. Are you okay?"
As the man struggled to clean Grace's damp face with his slinged arm, Jeremy intervened, swiftly and grabbeding the towel from him.
"Hey, it's fine, I got it. You should rest with that injury," Jeremy insistedsaid.
Hunter stepped back, allowing Jeremy him to take over.
After a moment of fragmented memory, Grace finally remembered everything.
She trembled uncontrollably, staring at Hunter with terror etched on her face as if looking at a demon.
Hunter'sHis icy gaze fell upon her, a suffocating presence pressing down on Grace.
She was so frightened she dared not even breathe, shrinking under the covers, afraid to make any movement.
Jeremy was oblivious to her distress, naively assuming she was just feeling unwell from illness. After drying her face, he turned to Hunter.
"HunterMichael, how are you holding up? You alright?" Jeremy asked with concern.
Hunter moved his injured arm slightly and offered a faint smile. "It's nothing major; it just needs some time to heal."
"It's nothing major, just needs a bit of time to heal," he said casually.
Jeremy nodded. and then added, "Actually, I've been meaningI meant to discuss a potential collaboration with you. Got a minute? Shall we talk in the study?"
Hunter nodded in agreement.
. The two men left together.
Before exiting the room, Hunter threwgave Grace one more last penetrating look at Grace, then he closed the door behind him with a backward sweep of his hand.
Alone at last, Grace gasped for air like someone who had been drowning and was finally dragged ashore. Anger, fear, and panic overwhelmed her thoughts. She clutched the sheets tightly, channeling the pent-up emotions raging within her.
ThisShe clutched the sheets tightly, channeling the pent-up emotions raging within her.
No, this couldn't continue.
She had to find a way to break free from Hunter's grip, or she.
She cwould not only continue to dwell in his shadow continuously.
She was determinedDetermined to assert her rightful place in the Koch family with pride and legitimacy,.
Grace she resolved to strip Hunter of any power over her.
After leaving the Koch residence, Hunter couldn't wait to returnrushed to the hotel and knocked on Patricia's door.
Patricia, expecting Riley, frowned immediately at Hunter's appearance, her tone unfriendly,. "What are you doing here?"
Hunter, with a smile spread across his face, was eager to share his newssaid, "Patricia, I've avenged you. You see, just now I..."I—"
Sadly, Patricia had no desire to hear him out. She just stared at him with a frosty indifference and bluntly asked, "How come you're not dead?"
Hunter was at a loss for words. "...?"
"Why didn't you die?" she pressed on.
Again, Hunter could only muster a puzzled, "...?" look.
"The car was a total wreck,… hHow are you not dead...?"?" Her voice trailed off as her emotions surged and sShe began to lose control, grabbinggrabbed the front of Hunter's shirt and shakingshook him violently.
"Why do bad guys like you never keep livingdie? Why are you still alive? Why? Just why?"
Hunter felt like he was doused with a bucket of ice water.
A chilling, bone-deep cold enveloped himHunter.
The joy, warmth, and anticipation he held at the thought of seeing Patricia instantly vanished in an instant.. Words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single sound.
"I really wish you had died in that car crash, so I could be rid of you forever."
After her final biting remark,," Patricia slammedsaid, slamming her room's door shut.
Hunter stood outside, feeling, as if his soul had been extracted. He , simply staring ed at the door for the longest time before wandering away in a daze, his eyes vacant and lifeless.
Just as Patricia expectedanticipated, in less than a week, Riley found came to the hotel.
in less than a week. When Rileyhe walked into the suite, Patricia was packing all her bags as if she was leaving for good.
Riley's breath caught,. "You're leaving?"
Patricia nodded.
"My husband was discharged from the hospital. ," she said, continuing her packing. "He had a check-up yesterday, and the doctors cleared him for travel, so we're going back to the StatesCountry M."
She said this while continuing her packing.
Not wanting to lose such a talent, Riley handed Patricia a promotional poster.
"This is a jewelry design competition organized by the Koch Group. The grand prize winner's piece will be featured as the 'Diamond of the Century' in a limited worldwide release. I really hope you'll consider entering."
Patricia paused, taking the poster from him. The registration had opened three days prior, and the deadline was in another three days. Just a week in total.
The registration had opened three days prior, and the deadline was in another three days.
Just a week in total.
She looked at Riley, puzzled, "This...?". "What…?"
Riley spoke with genuine sincerity, "I know my sistercousin did you wrong last time, and I apologize on her behalf. But," Riley said, "but I truly value your talent. Let me speak frankly."
"Deep down, I've already chosen you to design this diamond.".
"Yet, you're a newcomer without a brand name or even formal credentials. Going against the current market trends won't be easy; it lacks appeal."
". You'll be facing tremendous pressure and vicious rumors."
". So, after discussing with my gGrandpa, we've resolved to host an open competition. I hope you'll participate; , and I'm confident you'll come out on top."
His tone was earnest.
Patricia could feel his genuinegood intent.
"Are you holding this jewelry design contest just for me?"
Riley nodded, "Yes, but it's not just for you," he clarified.
said. "The Koch Group hosts a jewelry design contest every three years. It was initially slated for next year, but I've simply moved it up."
Patricia's mind raced,. "Is Grace competing too?"
Riley nodded, "Yes, she is, b. But she's no threat to you."
It was a tactful remark.
The stark reality was that Grace's designs might not even make it through the preliminaries.
Patricia lowered her gaze, veiling the flicker of coldness in her eyes.
Grace was competing too. Well, time for payback.
Well!
Time for payback.
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