The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: Loss of Fragrant Spirit Grass_1

“What did you say?”

“The Fragrant Spirit Grass is missing.”

Trey Holmes finally calmed down a bit, but his voice still had a whine to it as he rushed, “Every day when I come back, I check on it once. Tonight, when I returned, I suddenly found it was missing.”

Greg Jensen suddenly remembered that he might have forgotten to move it back inside the house when he left in the morning. He quickly asked, “What about the yard? Did you look in the yard?”

Trey Holmes replied, “I looked there, too. It’s not in the yard either.”

Upon hearing this, Greg Jensen’s heart sank, and he said, “Don’t panic, first contact the property management to check the security footage. I’ll be there soon.”

“Alright, boss, please hurry.”

“Mm.”

Greg Jensen was anxious, so he called Jophia Locke to let her know not to wait for him and then drove off to the villa.

The Jeep sped through the empty streets and soon entered Enchanted River town. Just as he reached the entrance, he received a call from Trey Holmes.

“Boss, they won’t let us check and told us to come back tomorrow morning.”

“You wait for me in the surveillance room. I’ll be there in no time!”

Greg Jensen looked very displeased as he immediately called Adrian Wright to ask him to come over quickly, then he drove to the surveillance room.

Before he even entered, he heard the somewhat angry voice of Trey Holmes, “What’s the matter with you? I’ve lost something, and you won’t even let me check the surveillance?”

“Sorry, but our manager is asleep. If I disturb him over this, I will definitely get yelled at,” the security guard said reluctantly, “Besides, it’s just a pot of flower. If it comes to it, just buy another one, it’s not worth much.”

“Say that again!”

Greg Jensen was fuming with anger. Enchanted River town was advertised as the safest community in Jamae City, yet the Fragrant Spirit Grass had been stolen from his home and they wouldn’t even check the surveillance for him.

Too much!

The security guard glanced at Greg Jensen and snorted, “Even if I say it again, we can’t check because we don’t have the surveillance password.”

“Don’t you have an on-duty manager? Call your manager over here,” Greg Jensen said sternly.

The security guard replied indifferently, “Sorry, but our manager is sleeping. Losing a flower is not a big deal, there’s no need to wake the manager over this. Come back tomorrow.”

“Losing a flower is not a big deal? That plant of mine is worth its weight in gold, even if you offered me a hundred million I wouldn’t sell it.”

Greg Jensen was truly livid. The Fragrant Spirit Grass was crucial for his Foundation Establishment, and the security guard was actually saying it wasn’t a big deal that it was lost.

The security guard almost laughed out loud at his words and said with a sneer, “A pot of flower worth a hundred million? Why don’t you say that your flower is worth the whole world?”

After speaking, he waved his hand impatiently and added, “It’s no use talking to me about this. You’ll still have to wait until tomorrow morning.”

“Fuck your grandpa!”

Greg Jensen could no longer hold back, grabbed the security guard by the collar, lifted him up, and shouted, “I’m telling you to call your on-duty manager now, don’t you understand?”

Looking into his fierce eyes, the security guard was so scared that he turned pale and said with a trembling voice, “Hey, don’t get worked up, I’ll call, isn’t that okay?”

He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed the on-duty manager.

The phone rang for a long time before someone picked up, and the on-duty manager’s roar came through, “Are you fucking sick, calling me in the middle of the night?”

The security guard swallowed and hastily said, “Manager, an owner’s flower is missing, and they’re asking us to check the surveillance.”

“A flower went missing?”

The manager was taken aback and immediately became furious, shouting, “Just for a damn plant, you’re calling me at this hour? Have you lost your mind, or has the owner lost theirs?

Tell them to come back tomorrow, I need to sleep now!”

The call ended with a click!

Before the security guard could respond, the phone call was abruptly disconnected.

The security guard looked awkwardly at Greg Jensen and said, “You see, this…”

Greg Jensen snatched his phone and called the duty manager again.

This time the call was answered quickly, and after two rings, the familiar roar of anger came from the other side.

“Do you have a death wish? Call me again, and you can get the hell out right now!”

Greg Jensen’s anger surged as he said sternly, “You’d better come over now, or I’ll make sure you’re jobless immediately!”

There was a silence on the other end of the line, and after a good while, the manager carefully asked, “Who are you?”

“What does it matter who I am? Hurry up and get over here, quickly!”

The duty manager, still unclear about Greg Jensen’s authority, hesitated before responding, “Um, please wait, I’m on my way.”

After hanging up the phone, Greg Jensen silently watched the surveillance screen, his face as cold as ice, lost in thought.

The security guard was so frightened that he shrank into a corner, not daring to speak.

Next to him, Trey Holmes opened his mouth several times as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself, eventually just letting out a light sigh.

Greg Jensen turned to look at her and said indifferently, “This has nothing to do with you, it’s my fault for not bringing the flowers inside when I left this morning.”

“Yes.”

At these words, the frustration in Trey Holmes’s heart seemed to surge up all at once. She bowed her head without saying a word, and tears pitter-pattered down.

Greg Jensen was very annoyed, but he knew the incident indeed had nothing to do with Trey Holmes. Seeing her in this state, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt and said gently:

“Alright, it’s lost, we can just buy another pot in the future.”

Trey Holmes looked up with a tear-stained face and said, “Can we still buy it?”

“Of course we can,” Greg Jensen replied with a smile.

Trey Holmes blinked her large eyes, staring blankly at him, and it took her a long while before she remembered something and started crying even harder.

“Boss, don’t comfort me. I’ve seen it on their social media, someone is offering a reward of 500,000 for that flower pot.

If it were really so easy to buy, why would they go to such lengths to offer a reward?

It’s my fault, I should have checked this morning when I left, sob sob…”

Greg Jensen quickly tried to comfort her, “Okay, stop crying, it’s just 500,000, we’ll make it back in a few days.”

Hearing their conversation, the security guards nearby were all stunned.

Only then did it dawn on him that the flower pot this family lost was the one that had a high reward offered for it.

When he had seen the reward offer earlier, he had discussed with his colleagues what kind of precious variety it must be, a 500,000 flower pot?

He thought that no matter how rich, nobody would buy such expensive flowers to plant.

Yet just a few days later, he saw it for himself, and that pot of flowers was gone.

The security guard looked at Greg Jensen as if he were a fool, thinking to himself that he must be rich to the point of insanity to buy such an expensive flower, he must be out of his mind.

At this moment, the duty manager, bleary-eyed, walked in, glanced at the security guard and then at Greg Jensen, his brows involuntarily furrowing.

“Hello, may I ask what you need?”

“I’ve lost my flower; I want to check the surveillance footage.”

The duty manager furrowed his brows slightly and asked, “May I know who you are…?”

“I’m a resident of this complex, don’t I have the right to see the surveillance?” Greg Jensen asked with a frown.

Hearing this, the duty manager suddenly got angry; he had thought Greg Jensen was some big shot, but it turned out he was just an ordinary resident.

An ordinary resident getting him up in the middle of the night just for a flower pot?

He replied coldly, “Sorry, private individuals do not have the right to view surveillance footage. If you want to check, you should call the police. Once the patrol arrives, I’ll let you have a look.”