My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 493

We will break off all ties

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"Knock, knock, knock."

There were a few knocks on the door.

"Come in." Daniel quickly blinked his eyes a few times, and wiped the tears off his face, then shouted loudly.

The door was pushed in.

A fully armed man pushed open the door and came in, reporting to Daniel: "Steward Frank, it's getting late. All the captured people was in the courtyard. Do you want to take an inventory?"

"Alright." Daniel nodded, "Patrick is among them?"

"We gave a cursory glance, but we did not see Patrick."

The man replied.

"Damn it!" It can't be him running away!"

Daniel immediately said, and quickly walked out.

Frank's attack this time was a surprise attack, if Patrick was able to escape to the mysterious core of the Browns, it would be hard to catch him again.

Alice sat on the wheelchair alone, and turned to look at the dining table at the side. The lanterns on the dining table emitted a faint light, shining under the multicolored net, like a swimming swordfish.

Lantern Festival.

In the end, she and William still could not even spend a New Year's Eve and a Lantern Festival together.

Night.

The island was covered in a long red glow. The entire island seemed to have turned into a sea of red with countless lanterns lit up.

The sounds of gunfire gradually became less intense and even faded away.

Alice lied on the bed alone. The room's heat was on, and even though a thick blanket was covering her body, but she only felt it to be heavy, and not warm at all.

She raised her hand and turned off the light. She watched the room go dark and closed her eyes and went to sleep.

It would be the best thing not to wake up again.

Suddenly.

A small voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Alice opened her eyes. Her eyes didn't show any surprise. In the next second, she was hugged by a blanket, and a warm breath brushed against the side of her face.

A kiss fell on her face.

"Alice, follow me."

Patrick laid on the bed and hugged her.

Alice did not struggle and said in a low voice, "I know you did not escape."

She guessed that he might not have run away, hiding somewhere in the dark.

"You're willing to talk to me?" In the darkness, Patrick said in a low voice. His voice was filled with joy, as if he couldn't see his own situation at all.

Outside were Cullens people.

"If you are able to escape, then you will be considered a rich and powerful individual. You actually chose to return."

Alice said in a low and hoarse voice.

"Because I want you to come with me." In the darkness, he stared into her eyes, "I have everything prepared. Come with me, we will leave this place immediately and start anew." Alice was forced to sit on the bed, "Any bumps will take my life."

"If you stay, the Cullens will take your life as well. They are not your guardians! They will only make things worse."

Patrick said in a low voice.

The two of them were extremely close.

She only had a chance with him.

"I didn't want to live." Alice said. She struggled even to speak and found it difficult to speak. "Tell me, where is William's body."

"Come with me, then I'll tell you."

Patrick said, as he lifted up the blanket and was about to leave.

"You can’t live if you're with me. How do you think your most important assistant was captured?"

In order to complete his mission, Leon had to bring her away, but she forcefully dragged him down.

He should know it.

If he wanted her to leave now, she would drag him down.

Hearing that, Patrick laughed bitterly, "You are right, I am going to die. Moreover, I will die a miserable way. So what? I must take you with me today. If you want me to end up like that,

I'll take it."

"Take it?"

Alice asked.

"Right. I'll save you, but if you want me to die with thousands of holes in my body. Then I'll take it!" Patrick said as he stared at her menacingly from the darkness.

"Patrick, just how much hatred do you have towards me? Even if it's your death, I have to bear it." "Do you think I will forgive you just because you died with thousands of holes in your body?"

He had counted her parents' deaths as her love, and calculated William's death as her love. Now, even his death had to be blamed on her.

Did he really not want to her suffer?

"I do not need your forgiveness. As long as you carve a mark of Patrick on your heart, that is enough!"

Patrick said word by word.

A cold light flashed in the darkness.

Warm liquid dripped from his chest onto his hands.

The stench of blood was strong.

He sat there stiffly, his hand reaching towards his chest and holding onto the dagger. He followed the edge of the dagger and touched both of Alice's hands.

Her hands tightened on the hilt of her dagger.