Chapter 360
The butler led the way, guiding everyone through the castle’s tight security and into a villa that was even more extravagant.
As they reached the entrance, two men in black suits blocked their path.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Adonis snapped, stepping between Charlotte and the guards the moment one of them reached out. His grip was fierce, his voice even fiercer. “Touch Asclepius and you’ll lose that hand. Try me.”
Charlotte stayed quietly to the side. With her mask on, no one could see her expression, but the confidence rolling off her made it clear she wasn’t someone to mess with.
The butler jumped in, trying to smooth things over. “Asclepius, this is a house rule. Everyone gets searched at the door.”
A search? The last person who’d tried that on her was already in the ground.
Charlotte’s lips curled into a cold, almost invisible smile. She lowered her voice, making it sound deep and unbothered. “From now on, you follow my rules.”
The butler hesitated, obviously torn. He’d heard stories about Asclepius being unpredictable, always doing things her own way, but this was private property and she was acting like she owned the place.
Seeing his hesitation, Charlotte didn’t waste a second. She simply turned away. “Forget it. We’re leaving.”
She walked off without a hint of regret. Jackson and Adonis exchanged a look, then followed right behind her. These people really thought they could search Charlotte? Unreal.
They didn’t get far before a raspy voice called out from behind. “Asclepius, please wait.”
Charlotte kept walking. Jackson and Adonis didn’t say a word, just trailed after her, both a little nervous. Was she really about to walk away from a deal worth hundreds of millions?
“Asclepius. A middle-aged man in a black jacket rushed up and blocked their way. He bent over, voice full of anxiety and respect It was my men who were out of line. I’m sorry apologize for them.”
Charlotte stopped and arched a brow, still silent.
“We’ll do things your way,” the man said quickly. He looked desperate, practically ready to get down on his knees. “Please… save my son.”
Charlotte studied him for a second. His clothes and attitude made it obvious he was the owner here. At least he knew how to talk to her.
“Show me,” she said, her voice low and careless.
“Of course, right this way.” The man glanced at her with a mix of hope and fear, then dragged his own guards out of the way and motioned them inside. “Asclepius, please.”
Jackson moved ahead, gun ready. Charlotte walked in the middle. Adonis brought up the rear, swaggering like he owned the floor, swinging his gun just to make a point.
Charlotte shot him a look and frowned.
Idiot.
Inside, the room was packed with medical equipment, all kinds of machines crowding the space. The smell of medicine and disinfectant filled the air.
A group of doctors in white coats stood at the door, keeping a close eye on the patient. When they saw Charlotte walk in, every single one of themÔoked up, wide-eyed and almost starstruck. So this was the famous Asclepius? None of them
had expected someone so young.
They’d already given up on Patton. Now, they were all wondering if Asclepius could pull off a miracle.
Charlotte didn’t even glance at them. She walked straight to the hospital bed, eyes fixed on the patient. Lying there was a man in his twenties, pale and hooked up to more
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machines than anyone should ever need. He looked heartbreakingly weak.