Chapter 608 Pregnant
Upon hearing this, both Martin and Alan couldn't suppress their laughter. Martin, with a playful curl of his right index finger, lightly nudged it across Patricia's nose."You silly girl!" He exclaimed, "It was all an elaborate ruse. Alan was acting all along!"Patricia's brows furrowed in confusion, her understanding seemingly inversely proportional to the information she was receiving. "Are you saying that your abduction was fake too? And Declan's kidnapping was also fake? Was Alan's anxious behavior in the conference room also part of this act?" She questioned.Martin nodded. "Of course!"
Alan, sensing Martin's explanations might be too cryptic for Patricia, took it upon himself to elucidate further. "The photograph of you and James in an intimate embrace was intentionally leaked to them by our boss," he explained."I'm aware of that," Patricia responded, recalling how Martin and Luke Harris had discovered the incriminating photo.
Luke Harris, a highly respected senior engineer at the Langley Group, was renowned for his technical expertise. His work was flawless, leaving no trace of manipulation, which was why Martha and Dorian had been so easily deceived.Alan continued his explanation, "Martha could never have procured those photographs of Rex on her own. The boss intentionally handed them over to her."Patricia nodded, beginning to comprehend the depth of the plot.Alan further clarified, "From the beginning, it was a scheme devised by the boss! From your compromising photograph with James to Rex's photos, and the ensuing internal discord! We were aware of Dorian's plot from the very beginning, including his plans to kidnap the young master and James. The boss knew that the DNA testing instrument had been tampered with. Regardless of the sample inserted, the result would always indicate no blood relation."I was aware that Dorian was constantly surveilling me. To maintain the ruse, I deliberately acted anxious. Without this act, he would never have fallen into the boss's meticulously laid trap. Then there's the matter of IanD's alleged drug trafficking. He was involved in all sorts of illicit activities, but he never dared to dabble in drug trafficking. The boss fabricated those pieces of evidence against him. However, a scoundrel like him deserved his fate, he was far from innocent.""The boss had long possessed incriminating evidence against Martha. What was revealed in the conference room was also true. Initially, he intended to confront Martha after the passing of Mr. and Madam Langley. However, their unsatisfied ambitions and their conspiracy with Dorian against you forced the boss to act prematurely."The boss was aware that his time was running out. He had to take these steps and deal with Martha and her son in advance to eliminate all potential threats to Mrs. Watson."Finally, Patricia began to understand the intricacies of the plot. "So, the things you said to me in the meeting room were intentionally staged for Dorian to witness?"Alan nodded in affirmation. "Yes! It was all a performance for Dorian and Martha, to make them believe they had succeeded. In reality, their accomplices were already under our control, and Master Declan had been safe with the boss all along."Patricia's eyes widened in sudden realization. "Why didn't you give me a heads-up? You had me worried sick."Martin chuckled softly. "Your genuine worry was essential for the act. Your authentic anxiety made the story more convincing than any performance could."Understanding that his intentions were to protect her, Patricia couldn't hold any grudge against him. Her grip on his hand tightened, her voice a blend of concern and affection. "Promise me, no more secrets next time, okay? I can't bear being kept in the dark about you."Martin's fingers intertwined with hers, offering a comforting squeeze. "I promise, no more secrets."He had already eliminated the threats that could harm her. Even if he were to disappear one day, he was confident that Dorian and Martha would no longer pose a threat to her.
Once Alan had concluded his report to Martin, he took a moment to apprise Patricia of the day's events at the company before taking his leave. Patricia, in turn, remained at the hospital, her duty to care for Martin compelling her to stay. Their five children at home were well taken care of, their needs attended to by a housekeeper and a staff of servants. Charles, the eldest, was a responsible boy who required little supervision. Patricia's primary concern, however, was Martin's deteriorating health. "The company is stable for now," she assured him. "Tomorrow, I'll arrange our flight. We're going to D country. I'm going to find Dr. Tate. I'm going to ask him to save you."Martin, touched by her resolve, held her hand. "I'll go with you."Patricia was quick to refuse. "No, it's not possible. Your current health condition won't withstand long-distance travel! Once I find Dr. Tate, I'll bring him back. Just wait for me!"Martin was resolute. "No, I absolutely won't let you go to D country alone."Patricia had anticipated his resistance and had already prepared her argument."Don't worry," she reassured him. "I've done my research. Maximilian Reed, Mr. Reed, is Kaleb's nephew and the head of the Taylor Residence in D country. Given the prestige of the Taylor Residence, he will surely assist me in finding Dr. Tate. It's a trivial matter for someone of his stature."Martin frowned, puzzled. "Maximilian Reed is Kaleb's nephew? Why don't they share the same surname?"Patricia smiled, her eyes twinkling with intrigue. "I'm not sure, but I heard there's a story behind it, full of secrets unknown to the public. John Taylor returned to the Taylor Residence in his twenties. As for what transpired within, it remains a mystery. However, we do know that Maximilian Reed and Kaleb share a close bond. Despite Kaleb being the owner of the Taylor Residence, he entrusted the company to Maximilian Reed for management. Maximilian Reed has absolute authority over the company and the Taylor Residence. With his help, we can definitely save a lot of time."Despite her reassurances, Martin was still apprehensive."If you won't let me accompany you, I will make sure someone else goes with you," he stated, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.Seeing his determined expression, Patricia sighed and ultimately conceded."I will let you accompany me, but once we arrive, you must go to the hospital for a check-up and complete the admission procedures! You can keep me company while receiving treatment. Otherwise, I will go there without you."Martin didn't argue further and readily agreed to her conditions."Okay! I promise you."As long as he was in Country D, everything would be fine.Having reached an agreement with Martin, Patricia instructed Alan to contact the airline and arrange the private jet's route. The departure date would be confirmed with Martin's attending physician the following day. They would leave only when Martin's health was stable.What Patricia didn't expect was...The following morning, as she was about to step out to buy breakfast for Martin, she opened the door of the hospital room to find Shane and Jeremy Ariel waiting outside.Patricia was initially taken aback, then she embraced Shane, tears welling in her eyes."Shane, why did you come? Didn't I tell you not to? You're getting older, and your body won't be able to handle the strain."Shane, who hadn't seen Patricia in a while, missed her dearly.Patting her back gently, he choked back his emotions and comforted her, "My son-in-law returned safely. How could I not come?"Jeremy chimed in, "We arrived early yesterday morning. Thinking you were resting, we didn't want to disturb you. We stayed at a hotel nearby. It's not yet dawn, and Shane already wanted to come over. Patricia, it's been a long time since we last saw each other, and you've lost weight."Patricia released Shane and wiped away her tears, replying, "Yes! I recently took over the company, and I'm still getting used to the work, so I haven't been resting much! But now things are gradually getting on track."She then turned to Ariel with a worried expression. "Sister, why do you look so pale?"Ariel touched her face and said, "I don't know what's wrong. Lately, I've had a poor appetite. I often feel nauseous and want to vomit."Patricia immediately laughed and said, "Could it be that you're pregnant?"Ariel disappointedly lowered her eyes, shook her head, and smiled bitterly. "I thought I was pregnant too. I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said it's a gastrointestinal disorder, not pregnancy."Patricia asked, "How long have you been experiencing these symptoms?"Ariel replied, "It's been almost half a month. I've been taking medication the whole time, but it hasn't improved."Patricia frowned slightly. How could a gastrointestinal disorder last this long? A sense of unease began to creep into her mind. Something didn't feel right.
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