As if a single phrase had awakened those in a dream.
These words left Ferdinand Braton and his men stunned.
Indeed.
Because Grover Holt had reported Patrick Bailey, according to conventional thinking, they wouldn’t search Grover Holt’s house. Moreover, he was Stuart Holt’s brother, a significant figure in the borderlands. Plus, Grover Holt had reported, and Ferdinand Braton came with his men; it was indeed the best opportunity for Patrick Bailey to leave and return to the main city.
He had led his men here.
Most importantly, Grover Holt had a close relationship with Patrick Bailey. They had watched the surveillance footage, and it was evident that Grover Holt and Patrick Bailey were like brothers, very friendly. Patrick Bailey had even helped Grover Holt in a big way.
There was no reason for Grover Holt to betray Patrick Bailey so easily.
Thinking it over, everything made sense.
“Grover Holt played me!”
Ferdinand Braton suddenly understood, his face filled with anger. If Patrick Bailey wasn’t found at Akita Villa, it was the best proof that Grover Holt and Patrick Bailey had set a trap.
Grover Holt had reported Patrick Bailey.
In terms of appearance, Grover Holt was now Ferdinand Braton’s benefactor. Ferdinand Braton couldn’t possibly trouble someone who had inadvertently helped him, especially with Stuart Holt involved. If they didn’t know about this, Grover Holt’s house would undoubtedly be the safest place.
Without a doubt.
“Let’s go to Grover Holt’s house.”
Ferdinand Braton said with frustration.
Stuart Holt had some strength, but compared to him, there was still a significant difference. Ferdinand Braton didn’t know about the mysterious force behind Stuart Holt; he only knew that the upper levels of Tianhua Tower were owned by a foreign company. Moreover, his son had been disabled, and he was losing his sanity.
Even if Stuart Holt had some power, what did it matter?
However, just as they were about to leave, the panicked staff member said, “Uh, what about my money?”
“Give him a million.”
Ferdinand Braton gestured.
“Yes.”
His subordinate transferred a million to the staff member, making him ecstatic.
Turning was definitely necessary. In this circle, credibility was crucial. If Ferdinand Braton didn’t transfer the money, the information might be leaked, and he wouldn’t get any future intelligence. Credibility was essential.
After Ferdinand Braton left, the staff member’s face was beaming. He went to the restroom, found a spot inside, and made a call while laughing, “The news has been passed on, and I also received a reward of one million.”
There was someone in the restroom.
One of Ferdinand Braton’s subordinates.
He had reached this position not by chance but by being cautious in everything. After confirming the staff member was reliable, he left.
However, he was unaware that in a hotel on the outskirts of the city, Jeff Reczek had just hung up the phone. Turning to Robin Bailey, he said, “Boss, the fish is on the hook. Now, Ferdinand Braton is taking people to Grover Holt’s house.”
“Finally, it worked.”
Robin Bailey smiled by the window.
The staff member was his person, specifically arranged for this purpose-to create a series of illusions when Ferdinand Braton arrived. It wasn’t clear whether they were illusions or not, considering that the facts were real.
Grover Holt made the call, reported Patrick Bailey, and now Robin Bailey had fled.
Grover Holt and Robin Bailey had portrayed themselves exceptionally well at Akita Villa.
Most importantly, due to conventional thinking, if not for the staff member’s information, they wouldn’t have considered the possibility of Robin Bailey being in Grover Holt’s house. However, with the staff member’s hint, they realized it was becoming more plausible.
Robin Bailey was definitely in Grover Holt’s house.
“Grover Holt, if you were as loyal as the information shows, you wouldn’t have let my plan succeed. Next, it depends on whether your brother will make a move. Once he does, there will definitely be flaws.”
With hands behind his back, Robin Bailey waited.
Stuart Holt, are you deeply hidden? But when your only brother is in mortal danger, will you continue to hide? If he’s captured, Stuart Holt might still keep hiding.
But this time, it’s the Braton family that captured him.
Mistakenly.
Do you, Stuart Holt, no longer care for your brother?
Ding dong.
Another message arrived on Robin Bailey’s phone: “Why haven’t you replied to my messages? Is your phone not receiving texts? By the way, I wanted to tell you that my academic paper was praised by my supervisor today, and I’m a bit happy. Will you accompany me for something delicious? I miss you…”
Sure enough.
Robin Bailey didn’t look at the name but saw the academic paper, realizing it was from Kimi Hall.
The seventeenth message.
From morning until now, she had been sending messages about herself. In the end, she suggested Robin Bailey accompany her for something delicious.
When a girl is willing to share everything around her with you, it means she has feelings for you.
And Robin Bailey knew.
But he didn’t want to delay the girl.
So, starting from this morning, Robin Bailey hadn’t replied, showing extreme indifference. However, Kimi Hall continued to send messages, seemingly praying for something.
Ding dong.
Another message arrived, but this time, it wasn’t from Kimi Hall.
It was from Mimi Beckett.
“Uh, I don’t mean to disturb you intentionally, but I heard that Ferdinand Braton, the head of the Braton family, has gone to Akita Villa. Are you still there? Hurry and leave.”
This was Mimi Beckett’s second message today.
Perhaps because her father had offended Robin Bailey, she was afraid he was still angry. So, she didn’t dare to send messages earlier but now sent one after receiving the news that Ferdinand Braton had gone to Akita Villa.
Though late, Robin Bailey knew Mimi Beckett had tried her best.
Ferdinand Braton wasn’t an ordinary person. Most people couldn’t track his movements. Knowing Ferdinand Braton had gone to Akita Villa was already quite good.
Robin Bailey replied to this message: “I’ve already left.”
She was worried about him. If Robin Bailey didn’t reply, who knew what Mimi Beckett would do? She might go directly to the Braton family, and a direct confrontation wasn’t what Robin Bailey wanted.
So, he replied.
Ding dong.
Soon, in about ten seconds, a message came back, indicating that Mimi Beckett was waiting for Robin Bailey’s reply. “Okay, then I’m relieved. If you need anything, feel free to call me anytime. I’m always here. Find me if you need anything. I won’t blame you. Miss, you…”
Mimi Beckett said in a somewhat humble tone, ending with a “miss you.”
With complex emotions, she hung up the phone.
However, Robin Bailey stood up, his eyes showing some complexity. “Tomorrow, it’s the gathering. After dealing with the Harding family, some things need to be clarified.”
He wasn’t a scumbag.
Some matters had to be settled.