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?"

restaurant downstairs

yet, right?

for a

clothes and

seeing her leave, quickly asked, "Ms. Jenkins, did

her lips

"He might be waiting

"Hamilton's paying you

"Then I better earn my

couldn't help but

whispered, "I'll call him when I get

sent

across from a

Electroconvulsive therapy, in layman's terms, is about making your subconscious fear those memories, making you reluctant to recall them. It's

bore a cold smile, "Just tell me the

before suggesting, "Electroconvulsive therapy might be

looked down, silent for a moment before asking, "Will it leave

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

Hamilton nodded.

"Let's start tomorrow."

was taken aback, "Are

frowned, "Was

therapist didn't dare say more, only adding,

a moment of silence, "Don't tell anyone,

"Mr. Fowler,

the therapist left, Hamilton

his

He was getting impatient.

until after the treatment to seek

now, he found he couldn't wait a moment

Natalia found not just Ryan and Mr. Locke, but

her, Ryan got up and

the matter?"

grinned, "Looks like they want to

was taken

raised an eyebrow, "Ask them

greeted Natalia warmly, "Ms. Jenkins,

smiled, "It's okay, Mr. Locke.

the young

man didn't speak, instead pushing a business proposal across the

up and began to read,

"This is?"

a company like this and would like to

thorough pitch, Natalia listened

everything, she smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm not

right now."

The young entrepreneur seemed

"I know, but if

off the

Language Initiative. It's not just about business. We'll be handling high-end business

paused before she could decline,

man quickly

say no.

both of us. My door is

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