novelraw Chapter 402: Gathering Evidence
Chapter 402: Gathering Evidence
"Speak." His voice was low and magnetic, naturally exuding an aura.
The other party informed him—
"Half of those medical records you asked me 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 medical 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 something 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 deemed it feasible.
So, she awaited the effects of the medicine to dissipate, deciding to go out.
Nanny Warren had sent someone 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 come 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 seemed resigned to her fate.
The eyes of the mistress and servant lingered on each other for a long time.
Nanny Warren didn’t want to meddle in her affairs, only cautioning, "If you collude with Brandon Lancaster against your own son, one day you’ll regret it."
Mentioning Adrian Lancaster brings fury!
Eliza Hayes’s expression immediately darkened, her gaze shifted as she walked away!
And Nanny Warren believed that she should have calmed 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 emerge from the vegetative state.
Eliza Hayes hadn’t lied, she really went to the temple.
Still halfway up the mountain, still the same 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.