Chapter 105
Juliette stood next to Patrick, able to clearly sense that Patrick had already endured to his limit.
He was probably extremely worried about Stuart, afraid that if he went too late, Stuart would die.
He probably wanted to fight with Mr. Brown,
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But Juliette knew that there were many hidden guards around, and Mr. Brown had lived a life of fighting and killing for many years, so he was probably not easy to take down.
Juliette grabbed Patrick’s hand and forcibly pulled him back a little behind her.
“What we are doing is helping others. Since the business has been done and the other party has not broken the contract in any way, there is no reason for us to give up. Otherwise, how can my people make a living?” Mr. Brown said coldly, full of majesty.
Juliette raised her eyebrows. In Mr. Brown’s world, life could be used for business.
This was a value she disagreed with.
But now was not the time for a head–on confrontation.
“Mr. Brown, you are right. We were abrupt. However, Stuart is very important to us. If he dies, we will never be happy. Mr. Brown, you don’t need to let him go, and you don’t have to tell your men to stop,” she said.
“Oh? Didn’t you just ask me to spare his life? Why not now?”
Juliette said, “Because I considered that you have to do business and make a living, so I don’t want to make things difficult for you. But we also don’t want to lose our loved ones. We can’t bear this kind of pain, and you really owe us a condition.
“So, please tell us, Mr. Brown, where Stuart is, and we’ll rescue him ourselves. If we make it, it’s our own business. If we fail it’s your win.”
Mr. Brown was stunned.
He immediately burst into laughter.
“Little girl, you are very good at getting information out of people. But if I tell you the address and let you save him, wouldn’t that be disregarding my people?”
“Yes,” Juliette readily admitted, “but you lost the chess game to us just now, right?”
Mr. Brown was speechless.
Juliette said, “How can it be that my price is to leave an arm, and yours is nothing?”
“Little girl, you are playing a dangerous game talking to me like that.” Mr. Brown’s gaze turned dangerous as well, the threat
in it unmistakable.
Juliette’s expression was fearless. “So, are you trying to renege, Mr. Brown? Besides, your men have taken our friend for so long. If we can still save our friends now that we’ve learned the address and rushed there, it means that your men are weak and should be replaced, right?”
Mr. Brown’s face darkened. He said majestically, “Are you saying I should be thanking you for testing my men?”
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“It would be our honor to serve you, Mr. Brown. You’re too Yind
Mr. Brown was speechless. I wasn’t being kind
The spacious room fell silent.
Mr. Brown sat while Juliette stood.
Their gazes locked in a silent battle, neither willing to yield
An unknown amount of time passed,
Finally, Mr. Brown spoke, “I’ll give you a hint, but whether you can find it is up to you. Four four four
Juliette and Patrick frowned at the same time. “Three fours. What does that meant
They knew that they wouldn’t be able to get any more useful information from Mr. Brown, so they franked him and left.
“Room forty–four on the fourth basement floor?” Juliette asked,
Patrick immediately contacted his men and asked them to check the room, but he soon got a reply that there was no one there,
There was no trace of Stuart even near the room.
At this time, Juliette and Patrick had also quickly arrived at the first floor of the basement.
It was useless to search like this. They might end up finding a dead body, and they wanted a living person
Patrick stopped abruptly.
He closed his eyes.
He thought back on Mr. Brown’s behavior when he gave the hint. He was tapping his fingers on the table as he spoke.
The tapping sound, so crisp and clear, was as vigorous and powerful as his voice.
“I’ve got it!”
Patrick’s eyes suddenly opened, and he pulled Juliette’s hand and ran straight to the second basement level.
Mr. Brown said four, but he knocked twice.
It must be right to go to all the rooms related to number two.
At this moment.
Stuart was lying in a pool of blood.
Not only his arms but also his legs, and his trousers had been scratched countless times, leaving his flesh a bloody mess.
The piercing pain had completely sobered him up from being forcibly intoxicated earlier.
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The man next to him smirked.
It was dark and damp here, like a living hell.
Stuart struggled to open his eyes, his eyelashes matted with blood and he could only vaguely see the outlines of the two
men.
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One man had a knife in his hand.
The other man was holding a syringe.
A syringe.
Stuart’s pupils constricted sharply.
He tried his best to shrink back into the corner little by little. He really used all his strength, but he couldn’t get any further away from them.
At this moment, a question came to his mind. ‘How hard could one’s life be? Does my life provide a sufficient answer to this question?‘
He grew up in luxury, only to have his entire family wiped out overnight. Only he and his grandmother survived. He slowly climbed from the depths of despair to become a titan in the AI industry, with everyone’s respect.
His cousin told him that as long as there’s life, there’s hope.
So he clung to life.
But today, it seemed like his grip was failing.
Two men advanced menacingly, one pressing his foot against Stuart’s chest, pinning him to the ground.
“Just kill me! I’d never try this!” Stuart shouted, his voice trembling.
The two men exchanged glances. Tired of talking, they grabbed his arm and jabbed the syringe toward him.
“No!” Stuart screamed in anguish. Once it entered his body, his life would be irrevocably tainted, even in death.
The cold sting of metal, mixed with the pungent smell of blood.
It was an important part of this underground room.
At this moment, Stuart smelled endless despair. He knew that he had been beaten to hell.
However, he didn’t know why he was beaten into hell.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
The liquid in the syringe had been pushed to the tip of the needle and was about to enter Stuart’s body.
However, the man holding the syringe was kicked to the ground. Before he could get up, he was taken down, as was his companion.
Stuart was lying on the ground in a pool of blood, his hair covered in blood, his eyelashes low, covered in blood, unable to see if his eyes were open or closed.
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Patrick took off his trench coat, walked over, squatted down beside Stuart, and noticed him flinch slightly, like a dead fish struggling on a chopping board.
“It’s me.” Patrick’s hand landed softly on his head, stroking it gently.
Stuart trembled for a moment, but quickly calmed down.
“I’m Patrick, I’m taking you home.” His voice was infinitely gentle and soothing.
