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?"

Mr. Locke at the restaurant downstairs from your hotel.

had dinner yet, right?

for a

her clothes and

leave, quickly asked, "Ms. Jenkins, did you

lips

disappointed, "He might be waiting for

glanced at him, "Hamilton's paying

"Then I better earn

help

moment later, she whispered, "I'll call him when

quickly sent a

across

condition you're describing, recovering those memories won't be easy. Electroconvulsive therapy, in layman's terms, is about making your subconscious fear those memories, making you reluctant to recall them. It's really

cold smile, "Just

suggesting,

silent for a moment before asking,

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

Hamilton nodded.

"Let's start tomorrow."

was taken aback, "Are you

frowned, "Was

say more, only adding,

a moment of silence,

"Mr. Fowler, you can trust

left, Hamilton checked his

the message, his fingers

He was getting impatient.

planned to wait until after

found he couldn't wait

Natalia found not just Ryan and Mr. Locke, but

got up and

matter?"

"Looks like they want

taken

raised an eyebrow, "Ask

Locke greeted Natalia warmly, "Ms. Jenkins, sorry to bother you

okay, Mr.

glanced at the young

speak, instead pushing a business proposal across

picked it up and began

"This is?"

"I'm starting a company like this

thorough pitch,

smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm

right now."

The young entrepreneur seemed

but if

the

the United Nations Language Initiative. It's not just about business. We'll be handling

she could

use man

no. Considerat

for both of us. My door is

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