It was 5 am at dawn, the quietest time of the night.
Most of the rescued tourists were settled in the lobby, with many stretchers temporarily installed. More than 30 guest rooms were given priority to the elderly and children. Water, electricity, and heating were sufficient. They had hot soup, bread, desserts, and hot coffee. Some people cried and called their families to tell them that they were safe.
They finally became hopeful at night. They were tired both physically and mentally so they closed their eyes and rested. Those making a phone call gradually lowered their voice.
The whole villa quieted down.
Christina and Crystal were in the same room. After taking a hot bath and having something to eat, Christina felt much better, but she lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Crystal, who was sleeping soundly beside her, must be tired.
Christina got out of bed and walked out of the room gently.
She stood on the long corridor with thick carpets under her feet. The villa was furnished with exquisite furniture, but it was so big that it made people feel lonely and even a little gloomy.
It was as magnificent and cold as the Hopkins family.
Christina walked down the corridor. There were several uniformed bodyguards standing outside the big room at the end. She knew that Patrick was inside.
She hesitated whether to go in, but the bodyguard in front of the big room recognized her at a glance and walked over to talk to her.
"Mr. Hopkins is inside."
She didn't expect that they would let her in so easily.
They opened the first heavy wooden door for her. Christina did not hesitate and walked straight in. This room should be the main bedroom of the villa. There were many doors ahead, seeming solemn.
It was so quiet at night that as if any sound would be echoed. She subconsciously lowered her pace and quieted down. When she reached the third door, a sudden shout came from inside.
"Kneel down!"
It seemed that it was an old man with a hoarse and solemn voice. "...Hurt with a steel knife... You humiliated our family..."
Christina couldn't understand their language clearly. She guessed that an elder of the family was lecturing the younger one.
Since they were negotiating inside, it was not appropriate for her to eavesdrop outside the door.
Patrick always had so much privacy and she was not interested in his business affairs. But thinking that he had been deliberately hiding it from her and guarding against her, she was suddenly in a bad mood.
Her face darkened and she turned to leave.
At this moment, there were some sounds of fighting inside the room...
Then someone shouted for mercy, "I didn't mean to. Those lowlifes attacked me first. I didn't know..."
"I was wrong. Please forgive me."
"My mind was in a mess. I really didn't know that I was attacking you..."
It was Ray. He was explaining and shouting in a hurry excitedly.
"You attacked my wife."
The one who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke very coldly.
Christina stopped outside the door.
It was still tense in the room. "Who's your wife? I really didn't..."
"Miss Parker? I knew that Miss Parker's from the IP&G Group. I especially cared for her. I didn't..."
Ray denied eagerly. People inside the room seemed to have lost their patience so Ray was punched and kicked. He hugged himself in pain and could not speak, begging for mercy and panting.
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open from inside.
Christina was standing outside the door in a daze.
When people inside saw her, they frowned and became a little angry. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. She looked at Patrick in the room, and he seemed surprised, too.
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