Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 367 Patrick Yan Was Alive

All of a sudden, Rachel's eyes became watery as she looked at Hiram. She breathed deeply and

looked around.

"Don't cry, sweetie. Why are you crying?"

Hiram wrinkled his eyebrows and stared at Rachel. He held her into his arms and said,"I've already

asked Luke to be your mother's lawyer. Trust me, he is capable of releasing her from prison within the

shortest time."

Rachel just shook her head. She didn't say a word, and just hugged Hiram tightly.

She knew clearly that no matter what he did, he would be the most embarrassed person in this

predicament. It probably might be the most difficult thing he had ever dealt with.

If Hiram chose to be an enemy of Gavin and fight the latter in court, he would be an impertinent son.

And yet, Hiram chose to defend Fannie and stand by Rachel's side without hesitation.

"Alright, stop crying, sweetie. I'm off from work today. Let me show you around. They will begin working

soon. It will be finished in two months if things go well. By that time, we can bring Jonny and Joyce

here,"

Hiram said. He was holding Rachel's hand and explaining to her as he showed her around.

…

"Mr. Rong, someone wants to see you." Chad didn't mean to interrupt them. But it was something

urgent and he had no choice.

Hearing Chad, Hiram furrowed his eyebrows. He said to Rachel,"Wait here, honey. I'll be right back."

"Who is it? What happened?" Hiram walked downstairs. Chad reported to Hiram as he followed him.

"Mr. Rong, Marcia Mo is here to see you in person. She said she had something urgent to discuss with

you."

Hiram reached the ground floor and saw Marcia sitting on the sofa, waiting for him. Seeing Hiram, she

stood up. One of her arms was still injured and with thick bandages on it.

"What happened, Miss Mo? I thought no one could hurt you."

Holding her injured arm, Marcia smiled bitterly. "I'm not bullet-proof. Of course, people can hurt me."

"Miss Mo, have a seat please." Hiram sat on the sofa in front of her and asked Chason to make tea for

them. "What's going on? You came to personally see me. I guess, the things you want to discuss must

be really important."

Marcia asked her bodyguards to give them space. Her face became serious. "Mr. Rong, I was

ambushed by someone last night. I had a narrow escape from it. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to come

here and see you today. I'm afraid that someone might… someone wants to... kill me."

Then, Chason came in with the tea. Hiram took the tea from Chason and smiled. "Marcia, as I know,

you have lots of enemies. It's for sure that whoever that someone is, he is out to mess with you. I don't

find that surprising at all."

"Yeah, it's not surprising at all. But, very few of my enemies could even touch me. However, this guy

from last night was able to break my defense system. Moreover, he killed more than ten of my

subordinates. This enemy, compared to others, should not be underestimated." Marcia said as she

picked up a teacup with her uninjured hand.

Hiram lifted his head and looked at Marcia. He squinted. "Are you trying to say that…"

"I'm afraid that Patrick Yan is still alive." Marcia blurted her suspicion without hesitation. She was

always on tenterhooks because of her business. There would always be someone who would try to

mess with her and she needed to be very cautious.

However, no one had the guts to kill her, except for Patrick Yan. Marcia knew that better than anyone

else.

"I don't think that is possible.His body has been found and identified. How could he fake that?"

Hiram said and put the teacup on the table.

"Besides, your guys have confirmed to you that Patrick was on the street when the explosion

happened. Almost everyone on the street that day was dead. It won't make sense that only Patrick

survived."

Marcia nodded her head and said,"I thought so too. However, I asked my guys to double check. It

became a fact that no one actually saw Patrick's body. Considering this, it is really possible that he is

still alive!

Plus, it must be Patrick who attacked me last night. It couldn't be someone else. Patrick is known for

his revenge. He even avenged on his biological brother. You know that! If Patrick finds out that it was

me who did all those things to him, I don't think he would just let it go and do nothing."

Hiram lowered his head, touching his wedding ring on his fourth finger. He smiled coldly. "Really? Is

that so? Well, things will be much more interesting if what you said is true.

I want to know how he survived the explosion."

Marcia wasn't as relaxed as Hiram. If Patrick were still alive, it would be a disaster for her. No one

would know what crazy things the desperado could do.

"Mr. Rong, it was me who set him up. Therefore, I will be his first target of revenge. He is in the dark

while I'm all exposed. He can easily monitor my movements when I'm still trying to figure out whether

he is alive or not. I know nothing about him! If he wants to do something to me in the future… I have to Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

be prepared and do something!"

Hiram slowly picked up the tea cup and said,"Marcia, your father helped Patrick once and he owed

your father. I don't think he would do something to your father. Why don't you stay at your father's

house in the meantime? Then you can ask someone to investigate his whereabouts. As long as he is

alive, I'm sure that there will be some trails."

Hearing this, Marcia nodded her head. "You're right. I'd better go back to my father's house. You should

be careful about this too. After all, you know things. There is no guarantee that Patrick wouldn't take

revenge on you too.

And, I just came here to warn you about this. If there is nothing else, I should leave now."

Marcia said and stood up. She nodded her head to Hiram before she turned around and walked out.

After Marcia left, Hiram stared at the teacup. Some tea leaves were still floating while others had

already sunk. He thought about the conversation he just had with Marcia. Hiram called and ordered

Chad. "Help me double check this. Find out if the body that has been identified as Mr. Yan is Patrick

himself."

"Yes, Mr. Rong!" Chad acknowledged.

When the unexpected visitors in the living room were all gone, Rachel, who was standing on the spiral

staircase during the whole conversation, came downstairs.

She took a glance at the door which Marcia just walked out of. She then turned around and looked at

Hiram.

Seeing Rachel, Hiram put down the teacup. He asked her,"Did you hear the whole conversation?"

"Yes, Hiram, tell me. Is Patrick... still alive?" Rachel walked towards the sofa as she asked Hiram.

Somehow, she was a little happy and excited to know about the news.

After all, it was human life. If Patrick was still alive... she might feel less guilty.

"Are you happy that he might be still alive?" Hiram couldn't help raising his eyebrows and questioning

her as he sensed her excitement and happiness.

Rachel shook her head and sat next to him. "Hiram, no. It's just… I've been feeling guilty about

Patrick's death. I thought it was me that caused him to lose his life. Don't be mad at me because of

him, okay?"

Hiram sighed. He grabbed Rachel's left hand. Two hands with wedding rings on them were holding

together tightly. "Okay. But I need to tell you this. If he is still alive, Marcia and I might probably get into

trouble."

"What? Why? You didn't plan the explosion!" Rachel screamed.

Hiram smiled bitterly. "So what? Patrick knew that I went to see Marcia before the explosion. Even

though I was not involved in the explosion, I don't think he would buy that."

"What can we do about this?" Rachel became worried and anxious. She didn't want Patrick to die, that

was for sure. However, she didn't want Hiram's life to be at stake either!

Hiram grabbed her hands tightly and looked at her. He said to Rachel reassuringly,"Relax, sweetie.

Patrick won't be able to hurt me. Even if he is still alive, he would not be capable of hurting me."

Hearing Hiram's words, Rachel felt much more relaxed. And yet she still wondered, could Patrick be

still alive?