“I hate dealing with smart people like you,” Fernando cleared his throat, but his expression was somewhat strange.
If people listened carefully, his tone even trembled a little at the end, but Jane was still surprised and didn’t notice this detail.
“You risked so much to find me just for those people under your command?”
Patrick asked knowingly. After all, the people he caught were at best just low-level workers and completely insignificant.
Fernando’s hand pressed against the edge of the table as he calmly said in a deep voice, “I don’t care about those people’s lives or deaths. I only hope that you can give me one person.”
“Oh?” Patrick chuckled lightly.
“Since you’ve already thought of it, I don’t need to say more. As long as you release him, I will give you many things that you want to know,” Fernando spoke up.
Hearing this statement did not move Patrick in any way. His face even showed some fatigue. “Since you know me already then, You should know there is nothing that I do not know.”
This sentence wasn’t just boasting on Patrick’s part; he had a very powerful intelligence network under him capable of investigating very secretive information.
Fernando was stunned by what Patrick said and clenched his fists on the table until they turned white from exertion. Jane saw everything but remained calm on her face.
“What do you want then?” Fernando tightened his throat nervously.
“What reason do I have to agree with your proposal? I could easily arrest and hand over both of you to the police which would be killing two birds with one stone instead of wasting time here talking about useless cooperation,” Patrick replied softly.
Fernando suddenly became angry at what he heard; straightening up slightly as if trying to overpower Patrick through sheer force alone, “Patrick! Don’t go too far! Everyone here belongs to me! Whether or not you can leave alive depends entirely on my decision!”
“Are you threatening me?” Patrick raised an eyebrow curiously while looking directly into Fernando’s eyes.
Seeing this reaction from him made Fernando disappointed so he shifted his gaze towards Jane’s face hoping for some kind of loophole or weakness in her expression.
However, much to his dismay, she remained indifferent throughout their conversation as if it had nothing whatsoever related with herself.
“Our businesses have never interfered with each other. Can’t we just continue like this?” Fernando took a deep breath to calm himself.
Patrick chuckled without saying a word, looking forward to what else Fernando might say.
“What do you want?” Fernando didn’t dare to take risks, especially now that he couldn’t be too conspicuous, plus…
Fernando restrained his expression, but it seemed he was pretending to be calm.
“You want me to release Tristian, you can, but I want something in return,” Patrick said, his tone low after a moment.
“What do you want?” Fernando’s eyes changed.
…
In a villa, Tristian lowered his head, looking at the marks on his wrist. It seemed like he found something interesting, rubbing his fingertips back and forth.
Fernando stood in front of Tristian, completely different from when he saw Patrick. Even if he didn’t raise his head to look at Tristian, his body trembled slightly, indicating his fear of the person in front of him.
“Did you give him that thing?”
After a while, Tristian finally looked up and said in a deep voice.
Fernando’s body trembled suddenly. “Young Master, I did it to save you…”
Before Fernando could finish his sentence, Tristian kicked him directly out.
Fernando crashed into the coffee table, and even though his whole body was sore, he dared not make a sound.
“Fool, do I need you to save me?” Tristian said so, but his facial expression was smiling, giving people a chilling feeling.
Fernando seemed to realize something, and his face became extremely ugly.
“He intentionally leaked information, and you fell for it,” Tristian clenched his wrist, grinned, “He couldn’t even endure for a moment.”
“Young Master…” Fernando opened his mouth, trembling.
Tristian completely ignored Fernando. If he didn’t have some use right now, he would have already immersed him in formalin.
Thinking of this, Tristian took a deep breath, and his expression became somewhat hideous.
He had finally managed to make Patrick take that thing. Originally, he wanted to plant a hidden danger in Patrick’s body during this opportunity, but unexpectedly, Fernando directly handed over the medicine.
Tristian was furious, but his face became even more radiant with a smile.
Because he found a more interesting target than Patrick.
…
On the other side, Jane’s body trembled a bit. She wiped her arms, thinking it was just the sudden change in weather these days and that she was dressed a bit lightly.
Looking up at Patrick in the room, Jane’s expression became more worried.
Although they obtained the psychotoxin from Fernando, even Amber couldn’t be sure of developing an antidote. So, for now, they could only inject Patrick with something calming to suppress it.
After Patrick finished the injection and walked out, seeing Jane’s concerned face, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.
“How do you feel? Any discomfort in your body?” Jane asked anxiously.
“Don’t worry, everything is fine,” Patrick comforted her as he ran his fingers through her long hair.
Jane was still worried and thought about finding a chance to ask Amber. But before she could say anything, Patrick spoke up: “We should go back tomorrow with our plane ticket.”
“Let’s hurry back. I never want to come here again,” Jane shook her head. The events she encountered during their vacation were more than she could handle, each one more heart-stopping than the last.
Patrick didn’t say anything either as he looked down at Jane with concern in his eyes.
Meanwhile, Maria couldn’t find any reason to smile even though she was also in a hospital. She stood outside Kim’s room but didn’t have the courage to go inside since it was all her fault.
Maria’s eyes turned red as she turned around to leave but ended up facing someone else instead. The woman standing before her had taken good care of herself, and it wasn’t hard to see that there was some resemblance between Kim and this woman from their facial features alone. She held several sheets of paper in hand while looking at Maria’s face curiously.
“You’re… Maria?” Diana guessed who Maria was since her son mentioned this name almost every day.
“I… I…” Maria bit down on her lip but couldn’t manage a single word despite trying hard enough.
“Is work keeping you busy? I heard you’re a star,” Diana opened the door of Kim’s room while saying so. “You are indeed beautiful; my son has never liked anyone like he does you.”
Hearing those words made Maria burst into tears instantly; she stood there motionless for a moment before choking out an apology, “I’m sorry.”