Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 306

Chapter 306

After hanging up the phone, Hamilton felt a wave of calm wash over him.

Alden let out a small sigh of relief nearby.

As expected, when it comes to dealing with his brother, Natalia was the secret weapon.

"Bro, where's Patrick?" Alden asked.

Hamilton, drying his hands, looked down and said, "Send him back. Make sure they treat him well. Don't let him off too easily."

Alden nodded quickly, hesitating before adding in a low voice, "Bro, Lucinda Lynd has gone missing."

Hamilton paused in his actions, then lifted his gaze towards the distant lights of the old mansion.

"See if the old man has hidden her away."

Alden nodded in acknowledgment.

Hamilton fell silent for a moment before asking, "Is the therapist arranged?"

Alden replied, "Yes, but, brother..."

Though Hamilton hadn't shared the details, the information Alden had uncovered recently, plus Patrick's words earlier, gave him a pretty good idea of the situation.

Hamilton knew what he was trying to say and cut him off with a simple acknowledgment.

"Bring them to see me."

Natalia had been feeling uneasy since she read the news about the Fowler family, suspecting Hamilton's involvement.

She exhaled softly, trying to suppress the turmoil inside her.

Killian, observing her, said, "Ms. Jenkins, Mr. Fowler and the old man are at odds."

Natalia paused before asking, "Is he in danger?"

Killian shook his head, "Hard to say."

"Westley was quite ruthless in his youth. Now, with the two at loggerheads, who knows what might happen."

He looked at Natalia.

"Ms. Jenkins, maybe you should call Mr. Fowler yourself."

Natalia clenched her fists.

Back at the hotel, after her shower, she stared at her phone, lost in thought. After

a long while, she was about to make the call when Ryan's call came through.

Natalia answered.

"Ryan, what's up?"

Ryan's voice was light and teasing, "Mr. Locke would like to see you."

Natalia was taken aback; she was familiar with Mr. Locke, the founder of the UNESCO World Language Research Center.

Without any hesitation, Natalia agreed, "Okay, when and where?"

the restaurant downstairs from your

yet, right?

for a moment

clothes

asked, "Ms.

her lips together, "Not

disappointed, "He might

"Hamilton's paying you well,

"Then I better

couldn't help

whispered, "I'll call

surprised, quickly sent a message

sitting across from a

easy. Electroconvulsive therapy, in layman's terms, is about making your subconscious fear those memories, making you

bore a cold smile, "Just tell

paused before suggesting, "Electroconvulsive

looked down, silent for a moment

his head, "No, but it will be painful. You might have some recollection

Hamilton nodded.

"Let's start tomorrow."

therapist was taken aback, "Are

frowned, "Was

dare say more, only adding, "I'll

after a moment of silence,

therapist smiled, "Mr. Fowler, you can trust my

left, Hamilton checked

his fingers

He was getting impatient.

planned to wait until after the treatment

found he couldn't wait a

Ryan and Mr.

Ryan got up

the matter?"

like they

was taken aback,

raised an eyebrow, "Ask them

Jenkins, sorry to

"It's okay, Mr. Locke.

glanced at the young man next

speak, instead pushing a business proposal across

picked it up and began to read, her expression

"This is?"

starting a company like this and would like

a thorough pitch,

hearing everything, she smiled, "I'm

right now."

The young entrepreneur seemed

but if

off the

Nations Language Initiative. It's not just about business. We'll be handling high-end business translations from around the globe,

before she could

man quickly

say no.

both of us. My door is

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