Chapter 1632: A Good Talk and Dealing with the Aftermath
Phineas was stumped for a long mont before he exclaid, “What did you say?”
He then hurriedly asked, “Can you really save my daughter?”
Luke nodded with a smile. “Yes. Also, whether you agree or not, Cook won’t co after you.”
Phineas hesitated.
After asking for the details, he found out that the man wanted him to work as a lab researcher for him. After thinking for two minutes, he agreed.
For one thing, that was his old line of work.
Secondly, even if the other party didn’t have any proof, as long as he told the Soderbergs that Phineas was suspicious, he and his daughter wouldn’t be able to escape.
Cook was the son of the mayor, while the father and daughter were on the bottom rung of society, and didn’t have the power to protect themselves.
It wasn’t unusual for bigshots to kill indiscriminately in pursuit of their enemy. In any case, it didn’t matter if they killed the wrong person.
After reaching an agreent, the first thing that Phineas wanted to know about was his daughter’s treatnt.
Luke simply smiled and said, “Mr. Mason, please rember that you never t . If a miracle happens with your daughter, give your thanks to God.”
Phineas was stumped. “But don’t you want to…”
In order to work for the other party, a work contract was indispensable. How could it be kept a secret?
“No, we never t.” Luke waved his hand and stood up. “Soone will give you an address at nine in the morning in three days for you to go to.”
As he spoke, he gestured for Phineas to leave.
The two went out, and Luke closed the door. “I hope we never et again, Mr. Mason.”
With that, he moved forward, his body gradually turning transparent in two or three steps before he disappeared in the dark hallway.
Phineas swallowed.
Only then did he rember that the family photo in the living room just now was clearly of a regular family of three. The old man hadn’t been in the photo at all.
Could it be… that he had seen a ghost? Phinnias trembled slightly as he picked up his pace.
When he returned to the hospital and saw that there were still people coming and going, he gradually cald down.
It was only at that mont that his engineering background and scientific outlook ca back online.
Phineas stood there for a mont before he suddenly slapped his forehead. “F*ck, that was just optical stealth. What was I afraid of?”
Also, the old man didn’t want anyone to know that he had been there, so the living room might just have been temporarily “borrowed.”
For soone who could use optical stealth, it wasn’t hard to enter an ordinary apartnt.
From beginning to end, it hadn’t been a ghost story.
Cursing himself for being an idiot, Phineas returned to his daughter’s ward.
Sitting on the bed, he looked at his daughter, who seed to be sound asleep, and his emotions surged.
He wondered when the old man in black would co and treat Beverly. It would probably be after he signed the contract.
These damn bloodsucking capitalists weren’t that kindhearted – they definitely needed to get sothing out of it.
Looking at his daughter, he couldn’t help but place a hand on her forehead.
She was frowning, as if she was having a bad dream, just like when she was little. As he thought that, Phineas suddenly paused. Wait, she was frowning?
The deeply unconscious Beverly hadn’t responded at all in the past few days.
If it wasn’t for that, he wouldn’t have been so angry that he lost his mind and used the drone to feed the culprit, Cook, enough illegal drugs to knock him out, in an eye for an eye.
His hands shook, and he called out softly, “Beverly, can you hear ? Dad’s here.”
On the bed, Beverly’s lashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes. She looked around blankly for a mont before she finally saw her father’s face. She murmured, “Dad, where… am I?”
Phineas’s eyes turned red. “You’re sick. You’re in the hospital. Don’t panic, I’m here.”
As he spoke, he pressed the button.
It wasn’t until the doctors and nurses pushed him away from the bed that he finally cald down.
Suddenly, he rembered the old man’s words:?If a miracle happens with your daughter, give your thanks to God.
His daughter had been in a coma for so long, but she woke up after he struck a deal with the old man? The implications were clear.
After a general examination, the doctor had the nurse take Beverly for a comprehensive checkup.
After getting most of the results, the doctor smiled in disbelief. “Mr. Mason, congratulations. It’s a miracle.”
Phineas: “Huh?”
The doctor was used to seeing this expression on the family mbers of patients, and didn’t keep Phineas in suspense. He simply said, “Your daughter is in good condition – it’s as if she’s only been sleeping. I don’t see any problems. We’ll keep her in the hospital for another 48 to 72 hours for observation. If there’s nothing wrong, she can be discharged.”
Phineas nodded quickly in gratitude.
After seeing the doctor off and persuading his daughter to go back to sleep, Phineas mulled over it in the quiet ward. She could be discharged in 48 hours, and he could sign the contract in the morning three days later?
Could it be that the other party had also thought of this? Phineas was secretly alard.
If his guess was correct, that ant that the old man had been absolutely confident that he could treat Phineas’s daughter, or he wouldn’t have given Phineas a pre-warning and a fixed ti.
When Phineas asked about the contract, the other party had only told him to keep it a secret, and didn’t say what would happen if Phineas broke the contract.
At that ti, Phineas had thought that the old man was too good at pretending, but now, he understood that the old man wasn’t afraid of him going back on his word.
I’ll take care of any trouble for you in the future, and I treated your daughter in minutes. Dare break the contract? Then taking care of you will only be a matter of minutes?— Phineas felt that this was probably the aning behind the old man’s actions.
But he had no complaints.
This was all just speculation to begin with. It wasn’t like he could complain that the other party had treated his daughter so quickly and hadn’t made him sign a contract on the spot, right? It wasn’t like he could disdain the other party for trusting him too much.
…
Luke’s clone had spent a few minutes in the hospital to treat Beverly’s brain injury.
Then, he switched to his alias as the bigshot, Pennyworth, and began to help this new mber of New Hope Research Institute wrap things up.
Compared with a professional like him, Phineas had left too many clues behind. It would keep him busy for almost an hour.
Luke wasn’t lying.
Before their talk, Luke had taken away the most vulnerable thing — the fake drone.
As long as the drone wasn’t around, it wouldn’t be easy to track Phineas down.
The main reason Phineas hadn’t taken it away was because he hadn’t had the ti.
The Soderbergs had locked down the apartnt very tightly, and he had to take care of his daughter. It was impossible for him to wait for an opportunity to enter the apartnt building.
Besides, it would be very hard for ordinary people to find him through the drone.
In fact, the investigators the Soderbergs had hired didn’t think anything of the drones at all. They simply took out the mory cards as instructed.
The videos inside weren’t a big deal. They would cause a minor scandal at most. It wasn’t as serious as Lindsay thought.
Mayor Soderberg was only taking this cautious approach because he felt that soone was using his son, Cook, to deal with him.
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