Chapter 3: The Little Wild Cat, YouCannot Escape from Me.

In the presidential suite, there came a phone call.

Patric opened his eyes and woke up. The residual warmth in his arms had disappeared.

That damn woman had sex with him and then ran away?

Taking him as a free sex worker? Unreasonable!

Patric got up and made a phone call, and the hotel manager went up immediately.

"Why was there a power cut last night? This has never happened before at my hotels." SL Hotel was one of the overseas industries of the country's royal family, the Patric's family. At the beginning of the twentieth century, C Country formally implemented the constitutional monarchy following the example of Britain, Japan, and other countries. Members of the royal family still lived in the Norman Palace but were no longer involved in politics. They enjoyed good social status and were respected and loved by C the Country's people. And they put the country's oil resources under their control. The king was a half C Country's people and a half H Country's people, so he took Patric, a typical H country's surname, as his surname. After giving out political power, the Patric royal family gained a firm foothold in the economic field by their vast amounts of oil resources. By the twenty-first century, they had developed an enormous business empire. SL Hotel was just a tiny part of their properties. As the only six-star hotel in the whole S city, SL was well equipped. The sixth floor was equipped with three spare generators. Even if the entire town were in a power failure, SL Hotel would not be affected.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it's all my fault." The hotel manager's face twisted bitterly. The power supply to this presidential suite on the top floor was separated from that to other rooms. There were routine examinations on all facilities every week, and no problem had been spotted. Who knew that there should be something wrong rightly when Patric lived here? Moreover, only the presidential suite suffered a power failure, so that they were unable to be aware of it in the first place. The hotel manager knew Patric Well and dared not to make any excuse and just apologized constantly.

"There will be no similar accident anymore" Patric's face remained livid.

"Bring me the woman in my room tonight right away." "Yes, I promise." the hotel manager bowed and scraped, wiping away his sweat on the forehead quietly. He knew the Prince would let it go and found no trouble for him. However, what the Prince cared about was not the power cut.

"A Woman?" The hotel manager was puzzled. He didn't take a woman to Patric's room tonight.

Patric narrowed his eyes, "You have no idea of this woman?"

The hotel manager shook his head immediately and heavily. The Prince was so angry, and it seemed that he was going to eat someone.

Then who was she?

Patric sneered, "Check the footage of CCTVs outside the room now! "Damn it, and the electricity failed rightly at that time.

He should know nothing about that women's appearance, age, and name.

"Woman, you'd better hide well and not let me find you, otherwise---" Patric wore a severe look.

The hotel manager took quick action and brought the footage very soon. It showed that a woman handed a seemingly fainted woman to Patric's room around 8 pm. Not for a while, the sober woman left. However, the sober woman seemed to avoid the surveillance camera deliberately as her long hair covered her face. And the unconscious woman's head was kept down so that the camera could not capture her face. For the following three hours and more, no one appeared in that area. It wasn't until about 11:30 pm that the door was opened again, and a panicked figure ran out of the room. Unfortunately, the camera only took a picture of an unclear side face. The hotel manager even checked the footage of CCTV in elevators, the lobby, and other places, but none of them captured her face.

Seeing the Prince's increasingly livid face, the hotel manager sweated again. All of a sudden, he came up with an idea.

"Your Majesty, how about posting the screenshot on the internet and newspaper to find her," the manager said with his eyes shining and increasing excitement, "As long as this person remains alive, there will always be someone knowing her. With a high reward, there must be someone who will send us messages about her."

"Set a million dollars of reward and find her," Patric coldly looked at the hotel manager, "If you mess it up again, you know the consequence."

The little wild cat, you cannot escape from me.

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