novelraw Chapter 390: The Drug Test Report Is Out
Chapter 390: The Drug Test Report Is Out
The tiger is fierce, yet it doesn’t eat its cubs.
Even if one’s mind isn’t sound, the instinct to protect one’s child should be ingrained deep within, shouldn’t it?
Uncle Lane drove Faye Turner to Adrian Lancaster’s other villa nestled by the mountains and rivers.
Only when the car was parked in the courtyard did Faye Turner gather her wandering thoughts.
Uncle Lane opened the car door for her, "Miss Turner, we have arrived."
"Thank you." Faye Turner stepped out and headed towards the living room.
There were guards at the living room entrance, and the maids and bodyguards inside greeted her respectfully, "Good day, madam."
She proceeded directly upstairs.
"Good day, madam."
Outside a certain bedroom door, two bodyguards dressed in black suits greeted her and opened the tightly shut door.
A middle-aged man appeared in view, sitting in a wheelchair beside the bed.
Some medical equipment displayed professional data that ordinary people couldn’t understand, while two medical staff were examining Caleb Lancaster.
Upon seeing her enter, they also greeted her respectfully, "Good day, madam."
"Thank you, are you... conducting an examination on Dad?"
"Yes, since stopping the medication, Mr. Lancaster shows some slight signs of recovery, which is good news," one of the doctors reported, "Furthermore, the results of the drug tests have come in."
Faye Turner was excited, "Let me see it!"
"Certainly." Soon, they handed her a sealed manila envelope, "I’ve sent a digital copy to President Lancaster’s email."
"Alright, thank you." She accepted the envelope and began to open it while asking, "How much longer for your examination? The weather is pretty nice today, I’d like to take Dad outside for a walk."
"Approximately ten more minutes."
"Okay, I’ll wait for you." With that, she stepped onto the terrace.
The terrace in front of the master bedroom was nearly 50 square meters, adorned with hydrangeas.
She sat in a chair and took out the materials from the sealed envelope.
This drug composition identification report was very professional, arranged by Adrian Lancaster to be sent to the world’s most elite identification center.
Thus, the results were authoritative.
The results revealed that the drugs Eliza Hayes had been giving Caleb Lancaster over the long term didn’t strip away his will but tortured his body.
He experienced pain and was conscious, feeling like countless ants gnawing at his body frequently.
Yet he couldn’t make any sounds, as his throat and vocal cords were severely damaged.
This drug was banned globally, and unavailable on the market, most likely a concoction of several similar substances.
Having reviewed this lengthy, detailed drug test report,
Faye Turner found Eliza Hayes incredibly terrifying, almost akin to a demon.
But what profound hatred could drive her to treat her husband in this manner?
Despise her own biological son?
Even sacrificing her entire life?
Faye sat on the terrace, pondering for a full five minutes, yet she couldn’t find a breakthrough.
Nanny Warren had said Adrian was her son... Faye believed it, not sure why, but relying on intuition and her observations of Nanny Warren.
She put the test report back into the envelope; these could serve as evidence against Eliza Hayes if it ever reached the courtroom.
Thus, she would preserve them carefully.
Her gaze slowly shifted towards the pitiful man in the wheelchair, head tilted, these features really resembled Adrian Lancaster.
However, a thought still emerged in Faye’s mind... what was apparent before her, the confirmed things, should be verified once more.
A few minutes later, the doctors informed her the examination was complete.
Same as last time, she picked up a thin blanket and gently covered his knees, "Dad, it’s autumn now, it occasionally gets windy outside."
She pushed the wheelchair out of the bedroom and took the elevator downstairs.
Out in the lush green courtyard, getting some fresh air with the breeze could improve the mood, for normal people, let alone patients?