When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 587: Someone Is Getting Anxious

"Yes." The other party responded.

Melanie Lancaster immediately revealed her true colors, "I don’t want any bad rumors reaching Dad’s ears! That Wyatt Lane is mentally unstable! He can die!"

"Miss Lancaster, we’ve... recently uncovered something else." The other party spoke softly, somewhat hesitant.

As if it was a big matter, difficult to articulate.

"Speak up!" Melanie Lancaster was furious, "I’m paying you to do your job, is it right that you found something but are keeping it from me?"

The person replied nervously, "The man protected in the villa by Adrian Lancaster is not Caleb Lancaster..."

"What?" Melanie Lancaster was taken aback, "You better have evidence for what you say, is it a possibility, or is it certain?"

"Absolutely certain." The man answered.

Melanie Lancaster’s eyes widened in astonishment, feeling as though the air around her had momentarily frozen.

The subordinate continued—

"He has already been taken away by the police, and we currently can’t gather any news, only knowing that the police were called by Adrian Lancaster, and he’s secretly searching for Caleb Lancaster’s whereabouts, which leads to the assumption that the man in the wheelchair isn’t Caleb Lancaster."

Melanie Lancaster was utterly shocked, that man isn’t Caleb Lancaster??

Then where is Caleb Lancaster???

In a renowned hospital in Vancouver, Canada, Adrian Lancaster led his men towards the ward with large strides.

But was immediately stopped.

Adrian Lancaster showed his business card with a stern face, the other party hesitated, and soon, the director came over, allowing him to pass.

Soon, another call reached Melanie Lancaster’s phone, the two who were secretly observing in the hospital still hadn’t found an opportunity to approach Wyatt Lane.

But Adrian Lancaster got ahead!

When Melanie Lancaster heard the report, she was anxious and furious, directly bursting into anger—

"Are you all a bunch of idiots? He rushed from Argent and has already gotten close to Wyatt Lane, you had dozens of hours to act! And still couldn’t find a breakthrough!"

"Sorry, Miss Lancaster, the security is extremely tight."

"Useless!"

Angrily, Melanie Lancaster hung up the phone, extremely enraged, yet again Adrian Lancaster had the upper hand!

Could he have sensed something early on?

So he found someone to protect Wyatt Lane in advance?

This very much aligned with Adrian Lancaster’s style.

Melanie Lancaster dared not imagine, if he really managed to extract something from Wyatt Lane’s mouth, she might not even be able to keep her position as general manager of the Netherlands branch.

She’d be directly excluded from the Prestige Group!

Melanie Lancaster was frightened, worried, and more importantly, unwilling, Caleb Lancaster is no longer here, shouldn’t she, the daughter, take over the company?

Retiring at 60 or 70, then passing the company to Adrian Lancaster!

Melanie Lancaster had always been very upset with her grandfather’s arrangement!

Why? Adrian Lancaster is just in his twenties!

What can he achieve!

In a heavily guarded ward of a hospital in Vancouver, Canada.

A man lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his face wrapped in white bandages, and the exposed skin was also full of bruises.

He was covered with a blanket, beside him were cold, expensive medical instruments, countless tubes connected to his body.

Adrian Lancaster entered alone, his subordinates and the director waited outside. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The hospital, it turned out, was funded by Adrian Lancaster.

When it was built, at just 5 years old, Adrian Lancaster was handed a document by his grandfather and signed his name, donating a billion dollars to this hospital.

The spacious ward was very quiet.

A faint smell of disinfectant lingered in the air.

Adrian Lancaster dragged a chair to the bedside, removed his coat, casually placed it on the back of the chair, and then sat down.

His deep, cold gaze was fixed on the man lying with closed eyes, his current physical condition was already under Adrian’s control.

"Dr. Wyatt Lane." His thin lips parted slightly as he called out the name softly.

On the hospital bed, the man’s closed eyes shifted slightly, it had been many, many years since he heard that name... he felt as if he had been transported back 20 years, a delusion.