Chapter 615 Do You Know Why I'm Here

With the bankruptcy of Lan's Group, Patrick could no longer hide behind and continue to deal with Ron.

However, he had been preparing for it for many years. Even if he lost the perfect helper, the Lan's Group, there would be no obstacle for him to deal with Ron.

Moreover, the bankruptcy of Lan's Group was under the control of Patrick.

A useless rubbish had no right to continue to fight on the chessboard.

For Patrick, the fact that Craig was out of the game wandering on the street with his sister was a satisfying ending, which made Patrick even more excited.

Originally, he could have used a lot of methods and spent more time to completely defeat Ron and then destroy the Mu's Group.

But he changed his mind.

Sometimes, conspiracy was far more effective than scheming.

Therefore, on the third day after Lan's Group went bankrupt, Holley received a call.

It was a call from Patrick, who still called himself the kind-hearted rich foreign merchant.

On the phone, Patrick told Holley that Ron was going to die and that the hospital had informed him of a critical condition.

He also said that Ron wanted nothing but to see Holley for the last time, hoping that Holley could find a way to see him.

Holley agreed.

Although she didn't know why he asked her to meet him.

But if she didn't agree now, he would definitely be suspicious.

After hanging up the phone, Holley saw the helpless expression on Fabian's face.

"Is it because I'm not lucky enough to meet a patient like you who has so many things to do when you recuperate?"

Fabian had always been a wise man. He knew very well that Holley had to meet the fake.

Otherwise, the little bit of trust that she had managed to obtain from Patrick would be in vain after he had endured and pretended for so many times.

The reason why Holley worked so hard to act was not only to help Ron find out more secrets.

She didn't want anyone to know that her relationship with Ron had never changed and they believed each other and knew the truth.

She didn't want to be Ron's weakness and be used by Patrick to deal with Ron.

"Maybe it's because good things have a long way to go. Mr. Ron is such a good man. If I want to spend the rest of my lives with him, of course I have to suffer a little. Doctor Fabian, I believe in your medical skills and I also believe my luck."

Holley had never wavered.

She knew that she would do what she had to do.

Fabian nodded heavily. "Okay, I'll drive you there."

Fabian went out with Holley in person. Although Jane was worried, she knew that the two of them must have some secrets hidden from her.

But Jane didn't care about it anymore.

For her, as long as Holley was fine, it was others' freedom to keep the secret.

There was a trick between Holley and Fabian to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

It seemed that Fabian was fooled away, and Holley drove to the appointed place in person.

When Holley see the fake again.

Holley tried to hide her disgust with that fake.

All the evil things that Patrick had done were so heinous that even though she tried her best to calm down, her eyes would still show panic.

However, Holley's tears helped her cover up everything, and it also made Patrick believe that Holley had already treated the fake as Ron. Her tears were because her lover was about to die.

When Holley went into the room of the fake, Holley saw the pale and weak fake who was coughing up blood.

At the same time, she also saw the hospital issued a critically ill notice.

"How could this be? How..."

Holley murmured.

She guessed that he must want her to do something. But she couldn't bring up this question voluntarily, she had to give him a step down and let him take the initiative to say it.

Holley didn't have such excellent negotiation skills. She could only pretend to be helpless and shake her head.

Patrick didn't say anything. He just stood there with his hands behind his back. "Miss Holley, you two should cherish the last time. I won't disturb you."

Then he turned around and walked out of the room generously.

After Patrick left, Holley became less nervous.

She walked towards the fake step by step.

Standing beside the bed, she said in a trembling voice, "Didn't you say that there were still several months left? How could it be so fast?"

The fake coughed up blood and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry. I didn't control my body well. Holle..."

The fake raised her hand with difficulty, trying to grab Holley's.

Holley didn't want to hold his hand, but considering the overall situation, she endured it.

She reached out her hand and let the fake catch her.

"Don't say sorry to me. It's out of your control."

Holley said against her conscience.

How much she hoped that the fake was really going to die!

Unfortunately, the fake would never die so soon. He was just acting.

The fake pretended to be affectionate and said, "Holle, I really feel sorry for you. I planned to get everything ready before coming back. But I didn't expect that I couldn't hold on any longer. I thought I would be able to prove your innocence and knock that bastard down, but I was wrong again. My body couldn't hold on in the end."

"Holle, I really hope that I can put that bastard into prison. What he has done is enough to sentence him to death. Only when he is dead can I feel at ease, or I will die with regret. As soon as I think of another person who is coveting you and might harm you at any time, I will..."

Holley understood.

It turned out that he wanted to dece

th him had already dyed the carpet red.

He just fell to the ground silently, motionless. It seemed that he was really dead.

The fake felt better.

He knew that as long as Ron died, he could get everything.

That kind of ecstasy was constantly overflowing in his heart.

When the fake was still secretly happy, Holley next to him suddenly screamed and took two steps back.

"He...He is still alive. "

Holley screamed and pointed at Ron who was lying in the blood.

Sure enough, he was not dead. He was struggling to move towards Holley and the fake.

"What should we do?"

Panicked, Holley stepped back and finally fell on the sofa.

"Hurry up, one more shot. We can't let him live."

It happened so suddenly that Ron had rushed to the fake and grabbed his trouser leg tightly.

In a moment of desperation, the fake had no time to listen to the order of Patrick.

He just said that out of instinct.

In a word, if he didn't do it himself, it must be right to let Holley do it.

"I'm so scared..."

Holley shook her head, "I have shot as you said. I don't have the guts to shoot again. You can do it. Come on... "

Holley kept crying and refused to do anything.

The fake was also in a mess.

What's worse, the communication device he used suddenly became useless.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear Patrick's words again.

What he could hear was only a noise.

"Just do it. Please, protect me. I'm so scared..."

Holley was crying.

In fact, it was not Holley's cry that made the fake want to protect her.

It was a fake trouser leg that was tightly grasped by Ron.

He couldn't break free, nor could he escape from the room.

Now, his only choice was to kill Ron and then run away.

He thought that since Patrick was powerful enough to save Linda from the prison, it should not be difficult to keep him.

All in all, as long as he didn't screw it up and was still useful to Patrick, he would still be alive.

After thinking for a while, the fake raised his gun and pointed it at Ron.

"Go to hell!"

The fake said. But before he could pull the trigger, he fell to the ground pulled by Ron who was covered in blood with difficulty in moving, and even the gun in his hand was completely taken away.

The fake fell to the ground and was completely dumbfounded.

He hadn't figured out what had happened.

The fake took Holley as a life-saving straw and shouted, "Holle, help me."

Holley stopped crying. She stood up and walked over.

Unfortunately, she had no intention of saving that fake at all.

She walked to the side of Ron and held his hand.

Standing in front of the fake, Holley said coldly, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you can deceive me just by a fake? Let me tell you, I know what you did. It was you who set me up. Do you think I will fall into your trap if you repeat the same trick? Stop daydreaming. "

All these changes happened so suddenly.

The fake shook his head in confusion. "No, this plan is flawless. I don't think there is any difference between me and Ron. How did you know that?"

He roared unwillingly.

Holley turned around and looked at Ron, "You called the police, didn't you?"

"Yes."

Ron answered affirmatively.

Holley smiled more brightly, "Everything just happened was also photographed, right?"

"Yes."

Ron answered affirmatively again.

"So, is this enough to sentence this fake?"

Holley was confirming these things, and Ron answered patiently and gently.

Holley smiled, "Then I'm relieved. I can tell the thing that can piss off this fake. In fact, I didn't tell the difference between you two at the beginning. Thanks to Miss Mei, or I really didn't know you were fake."