"No, I didn't a delivery." Daniel said.
"Oh, okay, I understand, then it's okay."
No delivery.
Alice hung up the phone and looked down at the package in her arms. What was in it?
She held the heavy package as she looked at the N.E. Building and walked towards it.
Her relationship with William was so complicated that the employees couldn't figure it out. As long as the CEO didn't scold them, they would not stop Alice.
Their boss's feelings were the strangest, if one day Alice really became the Madam President, how could they afford to offend him.
Alice carried her package all the way to the tall building, and the secretary walked out and respectfully nodded to her: "Miss Alice, are you looking for the CEO?"
"Yes."
Alice nodded.
"The CEO is out." the secretary said.
"Out?" Alice was stunned, then said, "Then I'll wait for him here.' "Okay, I'll get you a cup of coffee." The secretary nodded and left.
Alice walked into the lounge and placed the bag on the table. She looked around and found a cutter knife.
She sat down in front of the sofa, cut open the package with, and opened the box.
Inside was a thick pile of papers.
Alice was startled, then took out the document and flipped through it. With just a glance, she was completely dumbfounded, and did not regain her senses for a long time.
These are the property reports of the Brown Family.
She did not know how much wealth and power the Brown Family possessed.
She flipped to the last page. The report had Patrick's signiture, she skimmed through the words quickly. Patrick had passed her all these properties. "..."
Alice put the documents aside in disbelief and continued to take out documents from inside. The contents were all the same, all the detailed reports on the Brown Family's properties, all of them were given to her without exception.
She didn't know that Brown Family was actually so rich.
Just sign to complete the formalities, then these would all belong to her.
What was Patrick doing?
She hadn't heard from him in four years, and he gave her the properties as soon as he appeared?
Alice subconsciously looked at the delivery slip on the package. Only then did she realise that the delivery slip pasted on the package was fake, that the stranger was not a delivery boy.
Patrick had controlled the power of the Brown Family for four whole years, why did he suddenly return all these to her? Did it have something to do with the mess in Italy? But even if Italy were in chaos, there was no need for him to give her the property.
Is it redemption?
Atonement to the Brown Family?
Alice thought. Looking at these things, she had a feeling that things had gone awry.
Her phone suddenly rang.
She took out her phone. It was an unknown number, so Alice immediately picked up the call without hesitation, "Hello."
It was silent.
It was so quiet that no one seemed to be around.
Alice stood up from the sofa, her fingers gripped her phone tightly, "Patrick, is that you? What exactly do you want to do? "
Just as she said that, a crashing sound could be heard.
Then, Alice heard Mary's worried voice coming from afar, "Patrick, be careful, I'll put the chair away."
She remembered that Patrick was already blind.
Her heart felt like it had been strangled, and she felt very uncomfortable.
The other side was in a mess, it took a while for everything to quiet down. Alice stood there holding her phone, she did not know what to say.
After a lont time, Alice finally heard Patrick's voice.
His voice was as gentle as ever.
"I know that you won't like the business of the Brown Family nor do you want to manage it, so I have tried my best to convert everything into real estate. You can go through the formalities after coming to Italy with your documents and identification." Patrick's low voice sounded.
With such a low voice, there was no trace of elation in it.
She thought that he should live at least better with wealth and power from Brown Family.
Alice blinked her sore eyes, "Why did you do that? Without these, you have nothing left."
Four years ago, he set up such a big trap for her parents. All that was left were these properties and power.
"I have nothing left already."
Patrick's every word was like a sharp knife slicing through every inch of their memories, slicing into them until blood dripped.
Alice stood there, choked.
After a long while, Alice asked, "Then what are your plans for the future?"
"Me? I'm just waiting to die." Patrick said in a low voice.
Alice took the phone away from her. Her eyes were already completely red, and she was unable to control her emotions.
"The procedures will be very complicated, and I will be leaving Italy soon. If you are free now, you can fly over. If there are any procedural problems, I can help you." Patrick said in an extremely low voice, "If I leave and the paperwork cannot be completed properly, then you have to be involved with me again. I know you do not want to have anything to do with me anymore."
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