When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 538: President Lancaster, Calm Down

Regarding the car accident, Victor Peterson actually doesn’t know much, so when faced with questioning, to save his life, he can only answer truthfully—

"Mr. Lancaster, can you... please put the dagger down?" His voice trembled with fear, for who wouldn’t be scared of death?

Although he isn’t familiar with Adrian Lancaster, rarely interacting, he knows this "son’s" status in Argent.

"Speak!"

Adrian Lancaster crouches in front of him, controlling the force in his hand, glaring at him with hatred, having no ti to waste words.

Victor Peterson is too frightened to say more, his thoughts instantly pulled back to twenty years ago...

"I... I don’t know much, I..." He tries hard to organize his words.

"Get to the point!" Adrian Lancaster is constantly holding back, truly wishing he could skin him alive!

Victor Peterson finally realizes that the man before him not only can contend with Eliza Hayes, but can also reign supre in Argent.

"The car accident wasn’t caused by ... Please believe , it really has nothing to do with , your father’s disappearance... is also unrelated to , truly, I’m not lying to you..." He’s telling the truth.

Adrian Lancaster stares into the man’s panicked eyes and sees from them that he’s not lying.

This ans the man didn’t lie to Faye Turner either.

But even so, Adrian Lancaster can’t contain the hatred he feels for this man! There’s no way he can forgive him!

His deep, cold eyes are burning with anger, and the fingers gripping the dagger are constantly restraining themselves! If killing was legal, he’d dearly love to stab him!

Shh—

The sharp edge of the dagger uncontrollably slices through the skin on his neck, and bright red liquid imdiately oozes out...

In the utmost terror of their locked gaze, Victor Peterson feels the fierce hatred in Adrian’s eyes, sees the veins bulging on his forehead, can sense blood seeping out, yet feels no pain.

Just then, the door opens, and several police officers appear, seeing the situation inside, they rush forward to stop—

"President Lancaster, calm down!" They advise in a soothing tone.

They only approach the wheelchair, not daring to touch Adrian Lancaster, not even laying a finger on him.

Adrian Lancaster’s rationality is slowly pulling him back.

He slowly withdraws the hand holding the dagger, but the hatred in his eyes hasn’t diminished in the slightest.

Seeing that he doesn’t intend to act harshly, the policen bend to support him cautiously, not daring to touch the dagger in his hand.

Victor Peterson turns pale when he sees the police, his trembling, fearful heart completely chilled.

He sees his future, spending the rest of his days in a dark, hopeless prison.

"President Lancaster..." A policeman softly speaks.

"Take him away." Adrian Lancaster steadies himself, releases the dagger, struggling with the rushing anger.

"Yes."

Two policen directly pull Victor Peterson up from the wheelchair and lead him out.

Victor Peterson offers no plea for himself, although he can speak, he says nothing.

This day arrived, even earlier than he anticipated.

But when taken away by the police, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief and calm inside, it’s over, all over.

In the courtyard downstairs, Uncle Lane stops the car, and before Faye Turner gets out, she sees the police cars parked in the yard, her heart skips a beat, and she quickly opens the door to get out.

Adrian’s Lamborghini is also present, so she rushed over after Dustin Shepherd told her he was here.

Because Adrian learned about Victor Peterson’s identity, she’s worried he’ll do sothing extre.

But seeing the police cars, she feels a bit reassured.

Before Faye Turner steps towards the villa, she sees several policen escorting Victor Peterson out.

Faye Turner stops, and Victor Peterson sees her imdiately.

Their eyes et, with endless complex emotions in Victor Peterson’s gaze.

The police escort him, step by step, outwards.

Faye Turner stands in the lush green courtyard without moving, her gaze fixed on him, as he cos towards her, the distance between them gradually closing...