When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 402: Gathering Evidence

"Speak." His voice was low and magnetic, naturally exuding an aura.

The other party inford him—

"Half of those dical records you asked to investigate are nonexistent, completely fabricated, can’t even find the doctor or the hospital, and even the stamps are fake."

"What about the other half?"

"It’s not really half. It’s just the certification with the doctor’s contact information. Old Master Lancaster had once called this doctor. What the doctor said was entirely false, intentionally exaggerated the illness, claiming there was no chance of recovery, saying the best case was to remain a vegetable for life."

"Who is this doctor?" Adrian Lancaster’s eyes turned slightly cold.

The counterpart reported, "This doctor is an authority in the industry. He had previously been to the old mansion to treat Mr. Lancaster, but because he received a substantial sum, he fabricated the dical records. From that day forward, he sentenced Mr. Lancaster to death, and no other doctors have visited since."

"Who paid the substantial sum?" Adrian Lancaster was aware, but he needed evidence.

"It might be the madam, but there is no direct evidence. The doctor may have sothing held against him by the madam, so... he refuses to directly accuse, only saying he doesn’t know. But that year, a large sum appeared in his account, unexplained in origin, transferred from Argent. The doctor is Korean."

Faye Turner vaguely heard the content on the phone. She looped her arm around his, turning her gaze towards him, noticing the depth and coldness in his eyes.

"Investigate, continue to investigate," Adrian Lancaster calmly spoke, "I want evidence."

"Yes."

The call ended, and Adrian Lancaster had completely given up hope on this woman, Eliza Hayes, categorizing her as an enemy.

In the old mansion.

Eliza Hayes lay in bed with her eyes open after receiving a sedative. Her body was lacking strength, yet her mind was exceptionally clear.

A solution to reverse the situation suddenly appeared in her mind, and after careful consideration, she deed it feasible.

So, she awaited the effects of the dicine to dissipate, deciding to go out.

Nanny Warren had sent soone to tidy up the living room. She was exhausted, thinking it was harder than climbing a mountain to get an apology from Adrian. The rift was truly beyond repair.

The mother-son relationship was already irreconcilable.

"Where are you going?"

Upon hearing footsteps, Nanny Warren turned. Her chest tightened as she saw Eliza Hayes fully dressed.

She stopped, not hiding, and asked with a casual tone, "Going to the temple. Do you want to co along?"

"Why are you going to the temple?" Nanny Warren was puzzled.

Eliza Hayes lifted a slight smile at the corners of her lips, "To seek guidance from the Taoist priest." She seed resigned to her fate.

The eyes of the mistress and servant lingered on each other for a long ti.

Nanny Warren didn’t want to ddle in her affairs, only cautioning, "If you collude with Brandon Lancaster against your own son, one day you’ll regret it."

ntioning Adrian Lancaster brings fury!

Eliza Hayes’s expression imdiately darkened, her gaze shifted as she walked away!

And Nanny Warren believed that she should have cald down considerably. Even if she was still angry, she wouldn’t really go against Adrian.

What Eliza Hayes was most worried about now should be whether that man would recover, if he could erge from the vegetative state.

Eliza Hayes hadn’t lied, she really went to the temple.

Still halfway up the mountain, still the sa temple, the old Taoist was in his seventies, dressed simply, holding a whisk.

Seeing Eliza Hayes again, he was not surprised, only his expression was grave.

"Greetings, Taoist priest. I am Eliza Hayes, daughter-in-law to Old Master Lancaster, the mother of Adrian Lancaster, president of Prestige Group," she spoke politely, her voice gentle, bowing respectfully to him.

The old Taoist glanced at her, sensing her ill intent. He turned and walked silently towards the courtyard.