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Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Going To The Hotel

"Take me away from this place," Alex said to Jessica.

"Okay," she nodded in response.

He handed his car keys to her and started walking towards his car.

However, as he was badly injured, he lost his balance after taking two steps and almost fell down.

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Alex had slightly greater strength than Freddie, but Freddie was a lot more experienced and his combat style was relentless.

Although he had managed to wound Freddie severely, he had also sustained numerous injuries himself.

Jessica rushed over to prevent his fall as her heart ached for him.

After getting into the car, Jessica asked, "Mr. Jefferson, which hospital would you like to go to?"

"Take me to a hotel," said Alex.

"Huh?" Jessica answered in a confused tone. Mr. Jefferson is injured so badly but he doesn't want to go to a hospital? Why does he want to go to a hotel instead?

That being said, she wasn't the least worried about what Alex might do to her; she was simply perplexed.

"I said take me to a hotel," Alex repeated himself with a frown.

"But..." Jessica stammered.

"Don't question me," he said impatiently.

Jessica had no choice but to drive him to a nearby hotel.

Alex then took out his phone and called Flynn.

"Hunt down a man named Freddie Moore. He's a martial arts fighter in his forties and around 180cm tall. He's also wearing a blue training suit and is severely injured. It doesn't matter what you do. Just make sure he does not leave Nebula City alive," he instructed Flynn.

When Jessica heard that Alex wanted to kill someone, she panicked and almost hit another car.

More questions and doubts surrounding Alex's identity surfaced in her mind.

"Drive carefully, and don't reveal anything you see or hear today to anyone, especially Heather," Alex said while scrunching his brows.

"Understood," Jessica answered. Spooked by the heartless look on his face, she quickly concentrated on driving.

Nevertheless, she still could not shut out the doubts in her mind.

A while later, Alex took out his phone and made another call, "Charlie, Susan has found me. Can you think of a way to hold them off for a few months?"

"Mr. Jefferson, Susan is backed by the powerful Morrison family. I'm afraid we can only hold them off for

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a few days. Even if your grandfather personally makes a move, the longest we can delay them is probably a month at most. However, it is unlikely that your grandfather will be willing to take action," said Charlie.

"Alright, don't bother the old man then. Just hold them off for as long as you can," said Alex before he hung up.

If his grandfather were willing to take action, Susan wouldn't even think of coming after him.

But he knew very well that his grandfather wouldn't help out in matters pertaining to his mother.

He then made a third phone call. This time to Heather.

When the call connected, he said, "Something popped up today and I probably won't make it home tonight. Please get off work earlier and pick Stanley up."

"What are you so busy with that you can't even go home tonight?" answered Heather in a displeased tone.

"I'll tell you tomorrow. I have to go now," Alex replied. Before Heather could say anything, he hung up.

He then switched off his phone.

Upon arriving at a five-star hotel in the vicinity of the Four Seas Corporation, Alex booked the presidential suite. Jessica tried to help him into the elevator but he refused.

He simply couldn't let anyone in the hotel know that he was injured.

In the hotel room, Alex grabbed a pen and paper, then jotted down a list of ingredients and medical apparatus. After that, he passed the sheet of paper to Jessica and said, "Go and get me these items as soon as possible." When she saw the list of items, she blurted out in surprise, "You know how to practice alternative medicine?" Alex nodded in response, surprising Jessica once again. She gazed at him with awe.

Despite how surprised she was, she quickly left and shut the door behind her.

Meanwhile, Alex sat on the bed with his legs crossed as he regulated his breathing and internal energy.