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 from

had dinner yet, right? Why not

thought for a moment before

her clothes

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

her lips together, "Not

somewhat disappointed, "He might be waiting for

him, "Hamilton's paying you

"Then I better

help

whispered, "I'll call him

sent a

across from a

Electroconvulsive therapy, in layman's terms, is about making your subconscious fear those

cold smile,

suggesting, "Electroconvulsive therapy

a moment before asking, "Will it

head, "No, but it will be painful.

Hamilton nodded.

"Let's start tomorrow."

taken aback, "Are

"Was I

dare say more, only adding,

silence, "Don't

smiled, "Mr. Fowler, you

the therapist left,

his fingers tightened

He was getting impatient.

to wait until after the treatment to seek

he found he couldn't wait a moment

Natalia found not just Ryan and Mr. Locke, but also a young man waiting in

her, Ryan got

the matter?" Natalia

they want

was taken aback,

raised an eyebrow,

Natalia warmly, "Ms. Jenkins, sorry to bother

Mr. Locke. What's the

the young

a business proposal across

Natalia picked it up and began

"This is?"

company like this and

thorough pitch, Natalia

after hearing everything, she smiled, "I'm

right now."

The young entrepreneur seemed

know, but if

the

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

she could

use man

say no.

us. My door is

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