Kevin nodded and went aside, which forced the woman and the little boy to step into the house.
Kevin bowed slightly and closed the door tactfully.
"Mazey, have a seat." Patrick looked at the woman and the little boy, who were Alger's lover and illegitimate son. He didn't want Gloria to take the risk, so he found them.
Mazey was shocked. She had a feeling that something bad would happen.
She had no choice but to bite the bullet. She sat down with her son.
Patrick didn't intend to waste time and went straight to the point.
He pushed a file bag on the coffee table in front of Mazey.
Mazey opened it in confusion, and her face changed greatly the next second. She slammed the file bag on the table and said angrily, "Nonsense! Vince has done the marrow matches for Harry. Gloria also knows about it!"
Patrick remained unmoved. "Alger faked Vince's medical reports, right?"
"Nonsense! Alpha Patrick, you are slandering us!" Mazey roared.
Patrick handed her another piece of paper.
Mazey took it impatiently. In an instant, her face paled. "How is this possible?"
It was a written confession. Only a few sentences were written on it, and the signature belonged to the person who helped them fake the medical reports.
He confessed everything!
Mazey's breathing quickened, and her chest heaved up and down.
"Money can do everything. Not just Alger could bribe him." Patrick glanced at Mazey.
Mazey was stunned and understood what he meant.
"Besides, between offending Alger or offending me, he knew what to choose," Patrick continued.
Mazey was silent.
"Even if Vince's bone marrow matches Harry's, he is still young. Alpha Patrick, please don't do this. As parents, we did all of that for the sake of our child." Mazey was trying to persuade Patrick.
Patrick pushed another contract in front of her. "Sign it. Take the money and leave. If you don't sign it..." He stared at Mazey coldly as if staring at a dead person. "Do you think who will take the custody of an illegitimate child without parents?"
Mazey's heart skipped a beat. She stared at Patrick and was sure that he was capable of anything.
"Take a look at my offers," Patrick said.
Mazey heaved a sigh of relief. She almost couldn't breathe just now. She looked through the contract, her hands trembling.
After reading it, her heart beat faster. This time, it was not because she was not scared.
"Alpha Patrick, is it for real?" Mazey asked in a trembling voice, "Will the conditions listed on the contract be fulfilled?"
Mazey looked at the benefits offered by Patrick in the contract, and her heart beat fast.
Twenty million in cash and a local advertising company.
The key was that the advertising company was somewhat influential in the city.
Mazey thought, 'Recently, Alger has been mean to me and doesn't give us much money."
He left the Carter Group. Even if I do my best, Vince may still get nothing from the Carter Group.
Moreover, Patrick has made it clear that he will interfere in the matter.'
"Are you doing this for her?" For some reason, Mazey felt jealous and blurted out.
"That's none of your concern. You only need to sign the contract." Patrick stared at her.
Mazey looked at the handsome Patrick and regretted that she hadn't met such an outstanding Alpha.
Thinking about Alger, Mazey felt more disappointed.
However, she knew the current situation well and what was more important.
Mazey looked at the contract in her hand and turned around. "Vince, with these, your life will be totally different. I'm doing this for you."
After that, she gritted her teeth and signed.
"Alpha Patrick, please keep your word," Mazey said worriedly.
Patrick smiled, "I'll get someone to transfer ten million dollars to your account right now. The rest will be transferred to you after the surgery is complete."
Mazey looked at the contract and then at Patrick. She left the living room with a trace of unwillingness in her heart.
At that moment, a pack guard mind linked Patrick. Patrick rubbed the place between his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
His deep voice carried a hint of imperceptible exhaustion, yet it still sounded as magnetic and steady as ever.
"Alpha Patrick, I'm sorry. I was tricked by Luna, and she ran away," The pack guard reported.
Patrick suddenly tensed up, his eyes burning with rage. "I'll go look for her! I'll deal with you after I find her!"
He stood up and opened the GPS tracker on his phone.
A red spot was moving on the screen. Patrick sneered and thought, 'She has never given up escaping!
But she didn't know that I installed a locator on her phone.'
"Come with me! Go find Gloria!" Patrick said with gritted teeth when he went downstairs hurriedly and walked past Hank.
Hank was shocked. Without asking more, he caught up with Patrick in a hurry.
"I'll drive!" Patrick pulled Hank away. "Sit over there." He pointed at the passenger seat.
The red spot on his phone was still moving.
As the car sped away, Patrick turned more furious.
His body was enveloped in a cold aura. Hank hesitated for a long time before asking, "Did Luna run away?"
From Patrick's reactions, he could guess what had happened.
Patrick nodded slightly and kept stepping on the accelerator.
He followed the GPS and headed in the direction of the hospital.
The closer he got to the hospital, the gloomier his face became. As expected, Gloria went to the hospital again.
When he was about to catch up, he found that the red spot was motionless.
A trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.
On a different road. After a loud noise, a car was hit by an SUV and rushed into a green belt.
Gloria looked at the person who pulled open the car door. Her heart sank, and she realized this wasn't an accident.
"We met again, Damon." Damon was much more haggard than the last time she saw him.
The rigid face in Gloria's impression looked somewhat crazy at the moment.
"You still remember me." Damon's weird smile caused people to feel chilly. "Are you surprised to see me?"
"Did you hit my car deliberately?" Warm blood was dripping from Gloria's forehead, but she did not reach out to wipe it. She stared at Damon without blinking.
There was no point in asking. When Damon's car crashed into her taxi, Gloria could tell that he wanted to kill her.
Gloria looked at the driver who was also injured and covered his arm. If not for the driver's quick reaction, she was probably dead already.
"Yes. How is it? Do you want revenge?" Damon said briskly, his eyes full of hatred for Gloria.
"It's a pity that I didn't kill you on the spot." Damon changed the topic. "It doesn't matter. If I let you die so easily, I won't be satisfied enough."
"Why?" Gloria asked calmly.
"Why do you still ask such a stupid question? If not for you, Gabrielle wouldn't have died!" Damon was even crazier.
Gloria sneered. "You killed Gabrielle with your own hands. When you attacked her, did you remember that she was your sister?"
"Shut up!" Damon was angered and slapped Gloria.