The Holt family is neither big nor small. They have a house located in the third ring of the Bianhai City. And their house is right here.
Grover Holt’s parents are not back from work yet.
As for Grover Holt, after making a phone call, he reopened the doors and windows. He went to the balcony and started playing with his phone. While playing, he noticed that there were visitors at his house, quite a few of them.
“Is that Ferdinand Braton? What is he here for? Is he here to thank me?”
Grover Holt glanced from the balcony and recognized him.
Ferdinand Braton, the chairman of the Braton Corporation, has a great reputation, and Grover Holt naturally knows him. However, after thinking for a moment, Grover Holt realized that Ferdinand Braton might be here to thank him. After all, he had helped catch the most ferocious killer who had crippled his son. It would be reasonable for Ferdinand Braton to come and express his gratitude.
So, Grover Holt went downstairs to open the door.
After opening the door, Grover Holt said, “Chairman Braton, it’s really surprising that you came all the way here to thank me. However, this matter was just a small thing, something I should have done. There’s no need for Chairman to say more. I know you must be busy right now, so your gesture is enough. I won’t disturb you any further.”
He didn’t invite Ferdinand Braton inside.
Firstly, he thought Ferdinand Braton must be really busy at the moment. Secondly, his family had secrets that shouldn’t be exposed to outsiders.
However, Ferdinand Braton sneered, “Oh, so you’re not even offering me a cup of tea after I came all the way here?”
The tone he used made Grover Holt furrow his brows, feeling that something was amiss. He immediately replied, “What’s the matter, Chairman Braton? Is this how you show gratitude? Let me tell you, my brother is Stuart Holt, and he doesn’t like it when people enter our house.”
He mentioned Stuart Holt to intimidate the other party.
However, Grover Holt’s obstructive attitude confirmed Ferdinand Braton’s suspicions. Patrick Bailey was truly at the Holt family’s house; otherwise, why would Grover Holt try so hard to prevent them from entering and searching?
“Grover Holt, what a clever plan you have. But it’s useless. I’ve seen through it. Capture him,” Ferdinand Braton waved his hand.
Two bodyguards behind him immediately moved to grab Grover Holt.
Grover Holt, just an ordinary person, naturally couldn’t resist those bodyguards. His face instantly changed, “Ferdinand Braton, what are you doing? I reported Patrick Bailey to you. My brother is Stuart Holt.”
These were his two trump cards.
He had helped them, and they shouldn’t repay him with hostility. And the other was his background.
However, he didn’t know that the more he obstructed them from entering his house, the more Ferdinand Braton believed that the waiter’s words earlier were correct. Grover Holt and Patrick Bailey must be colluding together.
“The rest of you, search the place,” Ferdinand Braton ordered.
“Are you daring to do this?” Grover Holt’s eyes turned red as he struggled desperately. But how could he break free from the grip of those bodyguards? Finally, he angrily shouted at Ferdinand Braton, “Ferdinand Braton, if you dare enter my house, my brother will never let you go.”
“Heh, you think I’m afraid of your brother?” Ferdinand Braton sneered, “A petty Stuart Holt, what is he? Today, I will search your house thoroughly. Search everything and his bedroom too.”
Upon hearing that Ferdinand Braton intended to search his bedroom, Grover Holt became even more anxious. He shouted, “Ferdinand Braton, you dare! My brother won’t let you get away with this. My brother won’t let you!”
He had no other options.
His only support was his brother, Stuart Holt.
If it were an ordinary person, the name Stuart Holt, the chairman of Tianhua Tower, known by many influential figures with an unimaginable network, would deter most people. But now, faced with the furious Ferdinand Braton, it didn’t matter if he was Ferdinand Braton himself, he didn’t want to offend Stuart Holt. It was just troublesome. However, the current Ferdinand Braton was determined to find Robin Bailey and tear him apart.
His anger burned.
Soon, the bodyguards started searching and found a hidden compartment in the room. They brought back a pile of things to Ferdinand Braton, saying, “Boss, we found a hidden compartment in this room. It was well concealed, but we discovered it. Inside, there’s a new mobile phone and a new SIM card, along with some phone numbers and some sort of classified information. However, we can’t figure out what it is yet.”
The bodyguards were professionals.
They immediately noticed the hidden compartment and the documents.
However, they couldn’t understand it at the moment.
“As for that Patrick Bailey, we couldn’t find him. He might have been placed elsewhere. This SIM card is the means of contacting Patrick Bailey. They used a new SIM card to avoid being traced by us,” one of the bodyguards analyzed professionally, giving his assessment to Ferdinand Braton.
Without knowing, one might have thought that this bodyguard was working for Robin Bailey, but in reality, he wasn’t.
He was Ferdinand Braton’s professional bodyguard.
“No… No… You can’t touch that SIM card,” Grover Holt exclaimed.
His face turned pale.
Truly pale.
He couldn’t believe that those bodyguards had found the hidden compartment, and most importantly, they had discovered the SIM card. He had just used that card to make a call to his brother.
Although he had deleted the call records, if they found anything incriminating…
It would bring disaster to his brother.
Seeing Grover Holt’s expression, Ferdinand Braton immediately realized that the SIM card must be connected to Patrick Bailey. Otherwise, it wouldn’t cause Grover Holt to turn so pale.
“If we trace this SIM card, we should be able to find the whereabouts of Patrick Bailey. However, the most direct method is…” Ferdinand Braton pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze towards Grover Holt. Instead of wasting time searching here and there, he thought it would be better to directly capture Grover Holt and force him to talk. If he refused, they would resort to torture.
In any case, they had to extract information about Patrick Bailey.
“Grover Holt, if you tell me the information about Patrick Bailey now, I will let you go, and I’ll return these things to you,” Ferdinand Braton promised. “Your relationship with Patrick Bailey can’t be that strong, right?”
“Patrick Bailey? Who’s Patrick Bailey? Weren’t you going to capture Patrick Bailey at Akita Manor? How would I know where he is?” Grover Holt said, genuinely puzzled. Every word he spoke was the truth. He truly didn’t know where Patrick Bailey was.
However, his words made Ferdinand Braton furrow his brow. “The coastal area here knows Stuart Holt’s brother, a loyal and sociable person. I admire your loyalty. But today, if you don’t reveal Patrick Bailey’s whereabouts, I will make you experience true suffering.”
“I really don’t know where Patrick Bailey is!” Grover Holt shouted.
“Stubborn fool! Take him away and torture him until he reveals the location of Patrick Bailey. If he continues to resist, keep torturing him. I refuse to believe that he won’t talk,” Ferdinand Braton angrily ordered. He simply couldn’t believe that someone would endure severe torture and still protect their precious friendship, refusing to reveal Patrick Bailey’s whereabouts.
But in reality, there were indeed people like that.
Grover Holt was one of them because he truly had no idea where Patrick Bailey was.