Chapter 403
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He let out a bitter chuckle before saying firmly, “If Gorman is behind Fernanda’s abduction, I’ll deal with him myself.”
“Yes, Mr. Riley.”
After exiting the hotel, Gorman immediately contacted Danny, his most reliable assistant.
The lingering scent of aphrodisiac was minimal, allowing him to keep his urges at bay for the moment.
Yet, the gash on his shoulder demanded urgent attention.
The stab wound inflicted by Linsey was deep, continuously leaking blood.
Gorman’s face grew increasingly pale.
He was drenched in sweat from his ordeal by the time Danny entered the room.
“Boss! What happened to you?” Danny shouted, holding up Gorman as he slumped against the wall. “Who did this? I’ll go after that bastard right now!”
“Shut up,” Gorman snapped irritably, taking a deep, shaky breath before rasping, “Let’s go. Hurry back.”
Without another word, Danny quickly escorted Gorman back to his place.
A private doctor was always on call for Gorman.
Upon their arrival at the villa, the doctor immediately set to work on stopping the bleeding and bandaging Gorman’s wounds.
When the doctor removed his shirt, the deep gash on Gorman’s shoulder was starkly visible.
“Mr. Green, how did this happen? Who stabbed you?” While tending to the wound with a blend of fear and concern, the doctor remarked, “You were inches from a fatal injury to your heart and lungs! Did you encounter an enemy tonight?”
Danny stood by, a grave expression on his face.
This was the first instance of Gorman suffering such grave injuries since his return to Grester.
The Green family wielded considerable influence in Grester, and it was audacious for someone to attack Gorman.
Were they asking for trouble?
Danny pondered why Gorman remained silent about his assailant.
“Boss, who exactly did this to you? Why won’t you tell us?” Danny asked.
Gorman’s gaze darkened dramatically, his voice dropping to an icy whisper. “It’s Linsey.”
Danny recoiled in disbelief, his face a mask of shock.
“Ms. Brooks? How could she…” he gasped, struggling to piece together the sudden turn of events. “Wait, didn’t she arrange to meet you tonight for a serious discussion? How on earth did things spiral into violence?”
A cold snort escaped Gorman; his eyes were stormy pits of swirling darkness.
“You might want to ask that damned fool, Fernanda.” His voice was tinged with venom as he clenched his teeth, his fury palpable. “For the first time, I’ve been made a complete fool of! That fucking moron actually had the nerve to drug Linsey!”
Danny’s eyes widened in shock. “Wait, she was the one who drugged Ms. Brooks? So, did Ms. Brooks get the wrong idea about you?”
When he heard this, Gorman’s fury intensified.
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