Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 401

At Streams Villa.

A stout man with a blind eye straightened his back as he reported to a man standing by the fence and teasing the crocodile with food, "Sir, according to my investigation, something strange happened in Roxxon today."

Vicente lifted the iron bucket next to his feet with his gloved left hand and threw all the freshly cut beef into a hole about the size of a man's face. Suddenly, a group of bloodthirsty and carnivorous crocodile jumped out of the water to fight for food.

The stout man unconsciously glimpsed at what was happening in front of him out of the corner of his eye. Vicente offered a very limited amount of food every time. As a result, the crocodiles kept in the shallow artificial beach began to kill each other at some point.

In this regard, Vicente seemed to see it as fun to watch. He did whatever pleased him and would fly another new batch of crocodiles over almost every week.

Noting the distraction of his men, Vicente turned around with the bucket and glanced at him. "Tell me, what is Roxxon up to?"

The stout man met his evil eyes and trembled despite himself. "I found that Roxxon has bought up all kinds of branded drinks. Cheap or expensive, they were all sold at half off from midnight. Now you can't walk on the road without hearing people talking about it."

"Oh?" Vicente said in a calm voice.

Seeing that Vicente seemed to be waiting for him to continue, the man carefully spoke his guessing, "Sir, I'm wondering if Roxxon made such a significant move on purpose to target someone."

Vicente asked thoughtfully, "Brayden, who do you think they're targeting?"

The stout man, namely Brayden, glanced at his boss and spat out the answer, "Mr. Ryan."

Vicente was silent for a moment before he returned his eyes to the crocodiles competing for food. "If that's true, leave it alone."

Brayden had difficulty breathing. "But... he's your father after all."

Vicente looked back at him, formidable enough without showing his anger. "Brayden, are you teaching me a lesson?"

"I dare not!" Brayden quickly bowed his head to confirm his submission.

"Well, you may leave," Vicente closed his eyes and

said coldly.

"Yes, sir." When Brayden turned around, he subconsciously reached out to touch his blind eye. Few knew that Vicente was cruel and violent. Brayden was blinded by his gun.

"Patrick Hopper..." Seeing another reckless crocodile killed by their alpha's bloody mouth, Vicente moved his Adam's apple and let out a pleased and morbid low laugh.

Patrick was trying to lure him into a trap by using Ryan, but Vicente wouldn't fall for it. Ryan was old and not thinking straight, and it was best that his company went out of business as soon as possible.

After work, Patrick met Amelia at their appointed place and drove her to dinner.

During the meal, Patrick received a phone call.

After glancing at the caller's name, he turned on the speakerphone in front of Amelia.

Suddenly, a woman's eager voice sounded in the private room. "Mr. Patrick?"

"Yes, it's me."