My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 59

Chapter 59 Kill You Tonight

Patrick's lace was krim. He strede forward and looked at the white Bentley in front of him. Just now,he

felt...

Who's there?” Charles hurriedly walked over.

They looked around but didn't replace

anything...

"Help Help.”

At this moment, a woman rushed over from the east entrance of the underground parking lot.She looked frightened as she ran, panting and screaming anxiously, “Mr. Hopkins, Cecilia was takenaway.

Please help her.”

It was Cecilia's manager, Anne.

Patrick just ignored her. His face was filled with impatience, his brows were slightly furrowed, and hiseyes kept looking around.

“Mr. Hopkins, those people are threatening us with guns. I really don't know what to do. Pleasehelp.” Anne looked at him anxiously and stammered

“You should report this to the police.”

Charles told her kindly. He looked indifferent, which indicated that he didn't care much about Ceciliabeing taken away.

This world was very realistic. They

were not philanthropisis,

Anne hurriedly took out a few pieces of paper from her bag and said nervously, “Mr. Hopkins,Cecilia has been receiving a lot of anonymous threatening letters lately. At first, we thought it wasthe prank of her fans and her competitors, but then we found out it wasn't.”

“These anonymous letters are targeted at IP&G Group and you.”

Charles's face changed when he heard what Anne Said and immediately took those letters from her.These letters, according to the handwriting, were written by the same person. Anne did not lie.These letters were indeed directed at Patrick and

IPSG Group

“Your man is a heartless asshole.”

*The IP & G Group drove us into despair. It is you and Patrick that are the ones who should die!”“B"tch, I'm going to kill you. I'm going to take a picture of you and let everyone know that Patrick iscuckolded. I want to insult him, and I want him to regret all he has done.”

In particular, the last line of writing was written so forcefully that the paper

was punctured.

Seeing the paper Charles could feel the hatred of the writer, he felt nervous.

Who wrote this.

“Patrick...” Charles grabbed the letters and approached Patrick

Patrick was squatting down and found a drop of blood on the floor behind a white Bentley. Hetouched the drop of blood and founded it hadn't solidified yet.

There was really someone here just

NONNM.

Patrick looked at the drop of blood and elt inexplicably agitated.

“Patrick, look at these.” Charles did not

know why Patrick suddenly squatted down. He just handed Patrick the letter in his hand.

It seemed that Cecilia's abduction had

something to do with Patrick.

But Patrick stood up straight with cold his face, as if he didn't care. He just glanced at the letterscasually.

He turned to look at Anne and said in an indifferent voice, “I'm not a policeman”

Anne's face turned pale. She didn't expect the man to be so indifferent.

But this matter was of great importance, and she continued to plead, trembling. “Mr. Hopkins,Cecilia has been with you for so many years. She may have offended you before, but there must bea misunderstanding. I apologize to you for her... She is in danger now. I know you are broadminded, please ask some people to

look for her. I am afraid that something bad will happen to her.”

Patrick hesitated and looked behind him.

Looking at the man who had lost much blood and fainted, he frowned, as if something occurred inhis mind, and he Strode straight towards the car.

"What did you replace?” Charles noticed that Patrick was a little anxious.

"You stay here and deal with the stuff.”

Patrick's eyes grew cold and he spoke

in a deep voice

As he spoke, he seemed to have no

patience to waste time here. He grabbed Charles's car keys, got into the driver's seat, and spedaway.

Charles was stunned as he watched the car leave. “Why is he so hurried to get back?”

“Mr. Hopkins, what about Cecilia! You, how can you..."

Anne was astonished and she didn't believe that this man had left without even saying a word toshow his affection for Cecilia

"Call the police. Cecilia's kidnapping may have something to do with the person surnamed Preston.”Charles spoke in a low voice, turned his head, and complicatedly looked at the man who wasunconscious due to

excessive blood loss.

He picked up his phone and contacted the police to handle the previous attack and Cecilia'skidnapping.

The IPSG Group was completely changed by Patrick. The old faction who had worked in the groupwas unwilling. They hated Patrick, but they didn't dare to attack him directly. So...

The people around Patrick naturally became the first target of their revenge...

“Where's Christina?”

Patrick drove back in a hurry, looked at

the maid in front of him, and the first thing he asked was where Christina

was.

It was 9:30 pm. When the maid saw

that Patrick's face was very serious she immediately responded, “Young Madam has been in thebedroom since dinner

Patrick had told her to keep an eye on Christina “and not let her out. And Christina must go back toher bedroom after 10 pm.

Patrick's cold face softened when he heard her in the bedroom.

He strode straight back to the east villa. As soon as he stepped through the door, there wassomething wrong with the cold atmosphere.

“Did Christina go to bed so early?

“How could she be so obedient?”

Inexplicably upset, he quickened his prace, went straight up to the second floor, and pushed openthe bedroom

The spacious bedroom was brightly lit and everything was in order as usual, but...

Patrick's face changed. He pressed his lips tightly and strode to the bathroom With a bang. the doorof the bathroom opened and it was empty...

“Where is she?!”

There was no one in the study on the right, cloakroom, or balcony...

"Patrick, we really don't know...” The maid shuddered when she learned that Christina haddisappeared.

"Young Madam went back to her bedroom after dinner and didn't tell

The nanny, who had been in charge of taking care of Christina, rushed over unable to suppress heranxiety. “We looked for Young Madam in the whole residence but couldn't replace her. The guarddidn't have any records of her going out.”

Patrick's face was terrible. “Why she could escape under your nose!”

"Go out and look for her immediately!”

"Yes, yes. A group of servants nodded in panic.

Coincidentally, the group banquet was

held tonight. So Mr. Hopkins and the butler went to the banquet. Usually, these servants were quitein awe of Patrick. Now they were trembling with fear and panic

In the quiet night, a full moon hung high. Standing in the exquisite and elegant corridor, Patrickheld his phone impatiently and constantly dialed Christina but he always heard a cold mechanicalvoice.

She turned off her phone!

He narrowed his eyes, looked down at the bloodstain on his finger, and tightened his fist.

Where did she go?

“Sir, the surveillance outside our wall

captured Young Madam's figure. She climbed out of the north wall at 7:40

." Aguard rushed over

Did she go to the banquet?

Patrick's mind flashed with the attack on the parking lot tonight and the anonymous letters thatCecilia's

manager brought...

"Get the records of reception entry and exit and the surveillance video

immediately. Let me know if there are

any updates about Christina!”

Patrick held the phone tightly in his palm as if something missed from his heart, which made himvery upset.

“Charles, where is Sean now?

Charles suddenly received Patrick's call, feeling very strange, and listening to his gloomy voice whichwas full of anxiety, it seemed that something bad had happened.

“I'm at the police station now. What's wrong?”

“I'm asking you where Sean is now!” Patrick's voice was rather impatient.

Sean was the man who attacked Patrick tonight. He was the eldest son of Robert, the formerpresident of IPSG Group, who jumped off a building last week

When Charles heard how anxious Patrick was, he said without hesitation, “Sean lost too much bloodand passed out. The police sent him to the hospital

for the time being.

"Send someone to wake him up immediately!”

Patrick gnashed his teeth as he said, “Go check if the handwriting of those letters Cecilia received isrelated to Sean, and have forensic expert immediately go to the hotel parking lot to take a bloodsample from the

EC5620 parking space and do a blood sample analysis to compare the one of Christina.

There was a suspicion in his heart, and it may be the truth. Patrick looked at the full moon abovehim and became more and more agitated.

“Christina?

She didn't stay in the bedroom, which made Patrick very upset, especially after so many thingshappened tonight.

He said in a cold volce to the servants in Hopkins Family, “immediately send someone to theDickens Family and Betty's sanatorium to replace her...”

"Where are you?”

Patrick stood still in the dark raised his

head, and looked at the full moon

above him. Concern?

“Perhaps this is the so-called concern.”

He was always worried uncontrollably that something might happen to her. No matter where shewas, Patrick was

Worked about her

This feeling should not have belonged to him. It was a little ridiculous because Christina didn't needhis concernant all For six years, she had been living well without him.

She didn't need him.

The silver moonlight cast a shade on his upright posture, making him look lonely.

He wanted to get her back.

Christina rarely attended public banquets, and few people knew about her, but if Sean and theothers attacked

her...

Patrick gritted his teeth and muttered,

“No one would dare to hurt her

“Do you think we really don't dare kill you!”

A woman was tied up in the dark and dirty abandoned factory and struggled in panic.

“Don't think that you have Patrick to rely on, then we're scared,” he said in a rough voice, slappingthat woman with his big and thick palm. “Bitch, I'll kill you tonight.”