Chapter 122
Helene frowned. "You already stated your name," she thought. "How could I not know that? How does this relate to Northview? And how am I smarter than others?" She was perplexed by Gilmore's words. Despite his odd comments, he had been a lifesaver. She immediately said, "Mr. Reed, these people are trying to rob and hurt me. Please call the police."
Gilmore flatly replied, "No need for that." His response dashed Helene's renewed hope. She suspected he was working with Martin.
Martin looked at Gilmore and laughed smugly. "So, you're Gilmore Reed. Mr. Field despises you." He added, "Since you've come to me, I'll drag you to meet Mr. Field." A ferocious look crossed Martin's face. "Capture Gilmore as well!" he yelled to his bodyguards.
Three bodyguards attacked Gilmore, while the others confronted Murdoch and Helene. Martin felt fortunate. Capturing all three would surely please Mr. Field, guaranteeing him the housekeeper position and possibly a reward.
As Martin contemplated this, fighting erupted. The three bodyguards attacking Gilmore screamed in agony, sent flying into Martin. The sound of cracking bones echoed as Martin screamed. The bodyguards tumbled onto him, slamming him to the ground. He'd been dreaming of promotion and a reward, never anticipating such a calamity. The fall broke his arms, legs, and ribs. His vision blurred, vaguely seeing a figure flying toward the bodyguards attacking Helene and Murdoch, followed by the sounds of punches.
All the bodyguards were sent flying, landing on the living room floor, unable to stand. Helene and Murdoch were stunned. Before they could react, their attackers were flung across the room. Gilmore stood before them.
His indifferent expression was reflected in Helene's wide, shocked, and admiring eyes. He frowned. "Miss Field, could it be my good looks have enchanted you?"
Helene, realizing she had been staring, blushed. She stammered, "I… didn't. Those… those people… you knocked them down?" Pointing to the groaning bodyguards, she asked, "You did that?"
Gilmore rolled his eyes. "If not me, then who?"
Helene was embarrassed. "All right, let's go," Gilmore said. "My car is outside the villa's back door. We need to leave now."
"Are you here to pick us up?" Helene asked.
"Of course," Gilmore replied. "You warned Lilian and me that Clinton would send someone."
Helene felt warmth. Warning Gilmore had been the right decision. Otherwise, she would have been captured and forced to meet Clinton, losing the shareholders' agreement. "How did you find my villa?" she asked. She lived in seclusion to avoid Clinton; only Murdoch knew her location.
Gilmore responded indifferently, "I have ways of knowing." He continued, "But we need to leave immediately. I believe Clinton has sent more people." He had used his "God's Eye" to locate her villa and guessed Martin would follow Murdoch. He'd rushed to save them.
Helene nodded solemnly. "All right, let's go."
They followed Gilmore to the back door, where a BMW was parked. He unlocked it, and they got in. Ten minutes later, a black Land Rover arrived. Clive and eight bodyguards entered, finding Martin and his men on the ground.
Clive frowned, squatting beside Martin. "Where are Helene and Murdoch?" he asked.
Martin's voice trembled. "They… were saved by Gilmore… They left through the back door."
Clive stood, commanding, "Let's go after them!"
Martin, his bones crushed, yelled, "Don't go… Help me…" They ignored him.
Twenty minutes later, Gilmore drove them to Whittlesea Hospital's underground parking lot. Murdoch asked, "Isn't this where Graham is? Did you bring us here to visit him?"
Gilmore looked at Murdoch. "As expected of the Ejeld family's housekeeper, you're smarter than others. Yes, I'm here for Graham."
Helene and Murdoch were speechless. The final sentence referencing Gilmore's earlier comment about Helene’s intelligence was incomplete in the original text and needs clarification from the source material.
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