My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 187 You Were Tricked

After rushing out of the building and getting in the car, Patrick immediately dialed a number but was informed that the number he dialed was unreachable as the person’s phone was switched off.

At that, he became even more anxious.

While speeding to the airport, he made a call to a friend and asked them to lend him a helicopter immediately.

At the same time, he opened the browser on his phone with one hand and entered Specter Corporation’s website, where he looked for a string of numbers and mentally jotted it down.

As soon as the call with his friend ended, he dialed the number he had just memorized.

At that moment, it was past ten o’clock in the evening in Feston.

Cooper was dining with several business partners in the private room of a clubhouse when Christopher suddenly walked in, bent over, and whispered to his ear, “Mr. Sutton, there’s a man named Patrick Sullivan who’s inquiring for you.”

Cooper had just raised the wine glass to his lips, about to take a sip. Upon hearing that, he paused and glanced at Christopher. “Isn’t he Armand’s subordinate?”

“Yes, but he says he wishes to speak to you because of an urgent matter.”

Christopher was holding a phone with an ongoing call displayed on the screen. “Do you want me to hang up the call?”

he saw Genevieve on the street once, she was accompanied by Patrick, and it seemed that the man was a

said to his business partners at the table

phone next to his ear, he asked, “Why are you looking for

you? Are you in

the anxiousness in Patrick’s voice. As he pushed up his eyeglasses, he answered, “I’m on a business

taking a deep breath twice. He then ordered, “Find a way to head back to Jadeborough this instant and take Genevieve

turned cold, and he asked, “What’s

and find Genevieve. I sent a document to your email, so you can read it while you’re on your way there!” Patrick immediately hung up

tricked? By who? Cooper was befuddled

happened to

his email account and saw an email sent to him

eyes casually ranged over the content in the document as he scrolled down. However, when he read the terrifying words,

eyes, followed

How could this be…” he murmured, scrolling to the top of the document with trembling hands before rereading

felt cold in his limbs, and his

Suttons more than twenty-odd years ago had nothing to do with the Rachford family. However, someone went to him, saying they had escaped from the fire and

that person’s words, so he stayed with the Rachford family for twenty-odd years, biding his time just

that he discovered the person had been weaving a plot to lure him into a trap step by step,