The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1728

Chapter 1728 A Mole

Dave froze in place after hearing those words. The other party decisively hung up, leaving him in shock and confusion.

Dave quickly bolted to the door, locking it securely. Then, he moved to the window, peering outside cautiously. He didn't notice anything unusual, but his behavior alarmed Arwel, who asked urgently, "Dave, what's going on?"

He quickly turned to Arwel. 'We've been exposed."

Arwel shot up from his seat, joining Dave at the window. His gaze landed on a few nurses he didn't recognize. Pointing them out, he said urgently, 'Look, do you recognize those people? I've never seen them before.'

Dave narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, they weren't familiar faces. They had meticulously reviewed the hospital's staff list earlier to ensure everything was in order.

Dave had already been slightly suspicious when Wynter appeared unexpectedly, but Drexel had assured him she was a recent hire. Trusting the explanation, he hadn't pursued it further at the time.

Arwel's expression darkened as he glared outside. "Damn those Cascadians! They've found us out. They've probably discovered the situation in the basement, too. We need to get out of here immediately!"

Dave nodded in agreement. "It seems like the hospital has already been secretly taken over. We'll have to use the secret passage to escape."

With that, he walked over to a bookshelf and pulled out a specific book. A hidden mechanism was revealed behind it. Placing his palm on the button, he pressed it firmly. An underground door slowly creaked open, revealing a pitch-black passageway.

After carefully placing the book back in its original position, he turned to Arwel. Together, they turned on the flashlights on their phones and slowly moved into the secret passage.

Meanwhile, Wynter appeared in Drexel's office. 'Mr. Asquith, Lucas should have already called you. Don't dwell on things that have already happened, and focus on the task at hand. I've already secretly captured Elisha."

Then, glancing at her watch, she added, "In two minutes, Dave and Arwel will also be apprehended. Call their office now and tell them the higher-ups have an urgent task for them.'

Drexel nodded firmly. He reached for the phone on his desk and dialed the number quickly. The landline's sharp ringing echoed through the enclosed office, but no one answered.

Wynter's brows furrowed at this. She immediately took out her walkie-talkie and issued an order. "Listen up. Proceed to the office at the corner of the third floor right away."

Then, she strode toward the door with purposeful steps.

Drexel remained silent, but his unease was evident. He, too, realized something was wrong. They would have picked up the phone if they were in their office

The Special Unit's members secretly stationed in the hospital gathered at the third-floor office's doorway. Wynter carefully placed her hand on the doorknob and turned it gently. A few seconds later, the door creaked open, revealing a room filled with documents, desks, and books. Yet, the two men were nowhere to be seen.

Wynter immediately picked up her walkie-talkie. "Has anyone outside the hospital seen suspicious individuals leaving, particularly two foreign men?"

A member stationed outside responded promptly, "Ms. Quinnell, no suspicious individuals spotted. The only people we've seen are a pair of young men and an elderly couple carrying medical files."

An elderly couple. A realization struck Wynter instantly. "What were this elderly couple's characteristics, and when did they leave?"

"The old man was dressed simply with a head full of white hair. The old woman was slightly hunched and wore a hat, but we couldn't see more details. They left about ten minutes ago."

Wynter immediately issued a new order. "Everyone, mobilize now! Pursue that elderly couple with full force they've used disguises. The old woman is likely covering her golden-blond hair with the hat. If necessary, request assistance from traffic control and access surveillance footage."

The Special Unit members quickly shed their nurse uniforms and dashed toward the exits.

Sitting in the office, Wynter tapped on the desk rhythmically, her mind racing as she mumbled to herself," How did they realize they were exposed? And with the hospital under such tight surveillance, how did they manage to move from the third floor to the first?"

Questions replayed in her head, over and over, until a thought struck her the pharmacy's hidden passage.

Her sharp gaze swept across the room, landing on the bookshelf. She scrutinized the shelves, noting the books on medicine, pharmaceuticals, and foreign languages.

Her attention zeroed in on a single worn-out book on the bookshelf's second row. It was something that seemed out of place in their office. Reaching for it, she pulled it from the shelf.

was revealed behind it. Without hesitation, she pressed the button, and the

stepped into the darkness. A short walk in revealed a table with two white lab coats laid neatly on it. The

beside it. As she walked over to press it, the door creaked open to

noting the proximity of the passage to the hospital's main

after, a report came through her walkie-talkie. 'We found a hat and a wig discarded

already long gone,"

after, she pulled out her phone to make a call. "Lucas, the two spies in the hospital have escaped. I suspect we have a mole, and a high-level one at that. This operation was known to

desk in frustration. Juan flinched but stayed silent. Lucas said deliberately, 'Wynter, give me some time, and I'll investigate. From what I know, only provincial officials have the right to know

a brief acknowledgment from Wynter, Lucas

reported that the operation to apprehend the spies failed. But only

spies. Back in my day, I'd deal with them the moment

like a shot of adrenaline straight into Lucas veins.

detention room, his hands and feet securely bound. Glaring at the people flanking him, he shouted angrily, "I'm the attending physician at Willowbrook Medical Center! What gives you the right to

their indifference only fueled his rage, and he was about

icy. "The fact that the medicine you sold is problematic is more than enough to get

doing it for the people! The medicine does work-it

here to argue semantics. I have

off. "You have the option to stay silent. If you choose that, I'll have you sent to court right now. Rest assured, I'll do my best to ensure you'll cease to exist in just a

face.

the profession.

or was it just a coincidence that your reputation surged

with it?'

"I admit, my skills

"Speak plainly,' Wynter interrupted.

fever and cough. At first, I only wanted to try it out

important detail. "Who told you about

He said time was of the

if I

knew it was Rohan who got me into the hospital. That's why

and Arwel have likely fled. They were foreign operatives sent to sabotage Cascadia. Right now, you're nothing more

to leave. She had a

scapegoat.

patients? Does that mean the outbreak was their doing? Did they give me the formula o prescribe to patients,

provided were designed to worsen

suffering.

'miracle doctor? Did you even test the formula they gave you?

but they told me it was a fight fire with fire approach. I did suspect them, but they assured me there wouldn't be any consequences. They said if anything happened, someone

clean up the mess."

Elisha. 'Clean up? Did they say

overheard them on the phone. They

with the surname Muller. They promised everything would be clean and even offered to visit the province to express their

surname Muller?' Wynter rose from her seat and strode out of the room while dialing

her phone.

Lucas had gathered all the documents of the officials in Colifernia who were aware of the operation. Their dossiers were

suddenly rang. He immediately answered when he saw that it was from

I just got intel from Elisha. Those two people are backed by someone with the surname

Colifernia"

through the files on his

in front of me. There's no official with the surname Muller.' Wynter furrowed her brows, carefully analyzing Elisha's words-'someone with the surname Muller" and a " spouse". The spouse's surname was Muller, but

thoughts. 'Wynter,

is Muller, but that doesn't