In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 595 The Report Was Abruptly Withdrawn

It was a well-prepared ambush led by Peter. He had also brought reinforcements, and they engaged in a fierce fight with Brodie and his men.

The video call was immediately cut off.

Xander's expression changed dramatically. He rushed out of the conference room, followed by the rest of the staff members.

Only Samuel was left panting on the table. He couldn't help but recall Jessica's words. "I want money, and you want her. It's a fair deal."

But now, Grace might not survive.

Samuel felt so panicked that he was sweating profusely.

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Larry parked the car at the construction site. It was pitch-black, and there were no signs of life around

"Mr. Hawkins, do you think Ms. Lewis is here?"

Benjamin paced in a circle, then suddenly came to a stop. "Did you hear anything?"

Larry listened attentively for a moment. "That sounds like a fight."

The two immediately followed the sound. As they went deeper inside, the noise grew louder.

Benjamin frowned when he saw the shocking scene. Dozens of people were engaged in a violent brawl.

Peter tried to get close to Grace. But Brodie, who had been in the underworld since he was 17 years old, was rather skilled in fighting and managed to hold him off for quite a while.

In the dim and dreary environment, Benjamin followed Peter's gaze, and a splash of red caught his eye. Grace was lying on the ground, almost lifeless.

"Grace!" Benjamin exclaimed as he rushed toward the red spot.

Larry barely had time to stop him. "Mr. Hawkins! It's dangerous!"

When Brodie's men saw Benjamin, they immediately rushed forward. Benjamin had had some training, so he was able to dodge them with a few moves. His attention was fixed on Grace.

When he got to her, he bent down, untied the ropes binding her, and cradled her in his arms. "Grace?"

He didn't even dare to touch her. She seemed fragile, as if she would shatter with a single touch.

Benjamin's throat choked up as he held her. They hid in a safe spot. "Wake up, Grace." Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

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At the same time, dozens of black cars drove along the highway, passing by Shawn, who was on his way back to Premier Manor.

Suddenly, he saw someone familiar at the intersection. The person was in uniform and was walking back amidst the crowd. "Chief Bradley."

The man immediately turned around. "What a rare sight! Why are you still out so late?

"Something came up."

Danzel Bradley lit a cigarette. "Today's a big day. Did you go out for a date? That's rare."

Shawn thought of Grace but didn't respond directly. He glanced at the police officers returning from duties at the entrance of the police station.

"Got a case?"

"Don't mention it. There was a sudden missing person case. We just sent out personnel to search when the report was abruptly withdrawn."

"What kind of person requires mobilizing so many people?"

Danzel looked around and lowered his voice. "A big shot. They're likely to become Pamore's new major taxpayer this year."

Shawn frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling. "Is it a woman?"

Danzel was amused. "How did you know?"

Shawn became completely serious. He probed, "Is it Grace?"

Danzel flicked his cigarette, looking surprised.

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"You're quite skilled. You're clearly not from Pamore." As he caught his breath, Peter entwined his wrists while keeping an eye on the equally breathless Brodie.

Brodie spat out a mouthful of blood. "Your skills aren't bad either. You must have been a mercenary overseas."

Peter had used some moves that only mercenaries would know. The reason Brodie was familiar with them was because he had had plenty of encounters with mercenaries in the past.

Suddenly, a realization hit Peter. Brodie must have been hired at a high rate. He had been well- prepared to kidnap Grace.

"Your men aren't up to the task." Brodie glanced at the others. Peter's team had gradually fallen to a disadvantage.

Temporary reinforcements weren't a match for a well-trained team. Peter could only buy time.