When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 588: Meeting Wyatt Lane

Adrian Lancaster keenly observed the man’s expression, despite Wyatt Lane’s face being wrapped in gauze.

But his hawk-like eyes didn’t miss a single detail.

The hospital room was exceptionally quiet.

Even with his eyes closed, Wyatt could sense a cold and indifferent aura, making him feel a hint of fear.

"Open your eyes. My na is Adrian Lancaster, Caleb Lancaster’s son." Adrian identified himself.

Upon hearing these two nas, Wyatt seed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The day had finally co; the muscles at Wyatt’s lips twitched slightly.

Adrian cut straight to the chase, "The fact that I can sit here today ans I’m fully aware of your condition. There’s no need to pretend; let’s discuss the real issues."

The man on the hospital bed was compelled to slowly open his eyes, a deep fear enshrouding him.

years had passed...

In recent news, it was reported that Caleb Lancaster’s son took over the Prestige Group. No doubt, he is also a character not to be trifled with.

"I only have one question for you." Adrian’s cold and deep gaze fixed on him, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

The hospital room was exceptionally quiet...

Wyatt dared not remain silent, nor did he dare to breathe heavily.

Despite being covered in tubes and suffering severe injuries, the doctor said his mind was clear, and he could communicate normally.

Adrian stared at him and asked, "Why did you suddenly resign from the hospital? Immigrate to Canada with your whole family? What happened back then?"

Although he asked several questions, they were all about Caleb Lancaster, all related to the truth of the past.

Wyatt knew he was dood; no matter whose hands he fell into, Caleb Lancaster’s matter was far from over.

So, with a trembling voice, he pleaded, "President Lancaster, can you save ? Over the years... there have always been people trying to assassinate ."

Upon hearing this, sothing flickered in Adrian’s eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are they? Why?"

"I don’t know. They are in the dark, while I am in the light," he said, his voice hoarse from illness, "but they must have tracked down to Canada... There were several tis when I almost lost my life."

"Why do they want to assassinate you?" Adrian questioned him, "Or perhaps... do you know sothing?"

The man on the hospital bed closed his eyes briefly, pulling his mory back to 20 years ago.

He told this young man from afar everything he knew—

"While I was serving at the hospital, I acted as your father’s attending physician. Mr. Lancaster was in a critical condition then, but through the relentless efforts of our team, we managed to pull him back from the brink of death..."

Adrian felt waves inside, remained silent, and didn’t interrupt.

After a pause, Wyatt continued in a trembling voice, "However..."

Adrian’s brow furrowed slightly; he stared at him unblinkingly, holding a recorder, listening attentively.

"However... I was threatened. The other party made it clear that if I wanted to live, I had to let Mr. Lancaster die without anyone noticing. At the ti, I even suspected... there was sothing fishy about the car accident."

"How did you determine that?" Adrian’s lips parted slightly, exuding a poise and calmness not typical of young people.

He wanted to know more details.

Dr. Wyatt’s mories were remarkably clear, even after 20 years.

"Because Mr. Lancaster once grabbed my hand in front of the hospital bed, I leaned towards his ear, and he told four words... soone wants dead."

Adrian’s heart sank heavily.

"When I asked him who the murderer was, he lost consciousness and soon underwent another round of ergency treatnt."

An hour later...

As Adrian left the hospital room, gently closing the door behind him, he gazed through the viewing window at the man on the bed, sadness flickering in his eyes.