When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 507: Launching the Investigation

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Chapter 507: Chapter 507: Launching the Investigation

She hoped that after moving, her life would get better and better, completely breaking away from that scumbag.

Walking into the office, Chase Fletcher found himself unexpectedly facing his father, standing in a suit by the window, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Dad?" He was a bit surprised.

"Son, what happened to the corner of your mouth?" Mr. Fletcher was shocked, approaching with concern, "Got into a fight with someone?"

Noah Caldwell greeted him softly, "Good day, Chairman."

Before Chase Fletcher could answer, Mr. Fletcher, worried and anxious, looked seriously at Noah and asked—

"What’s with President Fletcher’s injury? Where did you all go yesterday? The schedule was postponed, you didn’t come home for dinner, and you couldn’t be reached by phone!"

Noah glanced at the man beside him, unsure of how to respond, having not prepared a lie in advance.

Chase Fletcher waved him off, and Noah quickly picked up the documents from the table and turned to leave.

In the spacious office, only the father and son were left.

"Dad, why did you come so early?" Chase Fletcher asked with a smile, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I heard you helped a friend move yesterday?" Mr. Fletcher was unable to comprehend, his tone not blaming, just puzzled as he asked, "What kind of friend? What kind of home? Why does a busy person like you have to help with the move?"

It seemed his father had found out that he had postponed several important appointments and even investigated a bit.

Chase Fletcher rubbed his forehead, then his nose, momentarily at a loss for an explanation.

"The project at Lake Astil, show me the materials. Such investment attraction projects are of great significance to Argent’s development," Mr. Fletcher shifted the topic, saying to his son, "If our Fletcher Group can obtain it, in no more than five years, it will surely compete with Prestige Group."

Indeed, in the whole of Argent, no company doesn’t want to compete with the industry leader Prestige Group, and even being on par with it is a great honor.

Chase Fletcher handed the relevant materials to his father, and the matter of his lip injury was thus glossed over.

The father and son talked about the project, and his father ultimately only told him to remember to apply medication, to not be careless, and as the president of the company, to pay attention to his image.

Early in the morning, Faye Turner saw Dustin Shepherd soon after arriving at the company. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

In the corridor, Dustin Shepherd handed her the file he got yesterday, "Here they are, photocopies."

"Thank you." She took it and put it into her bag, "You’ve worked hard."

"It’s not hard at all to serve Mrs. Lancaster." Dustin smiled deeply, "Contact me anytime if you have questions, you can certainly count on me."

Faye Turner met his gaze, nodding gratefully. With Dustin around, she actually felt much more at ease; he had resources and was reliable.

The efficiency of Adrian Lancaster’s team was high. His competent assistant, Bea, with her team, went door-to-door, following a list, watching the 67 parents who lost daughters brush their teeth.

Then, they took the toothbrushes on the spot, putting them into sample bags, labeling them; the whole process was highly professional.

Bea drove while taking the staff from home to home for sampling. Once some were collected, they were sent to the paternity testing center.

At this speed, all samples could be collected before dark, and compared carefully within an estimated two days.

Adrian Lancaster wanted precise data, so he wasn’t in a hurry for a day or two.

He had high hopes for this time around.

With the file given by Dustin Shepherd, Faye Turner, holding a highlighter and notebook, went to a vacant break room in the company.

She closed the door and sat at the table in front of the window.

From her bag, she took out the relevant materials about the car accident, a thick stack of dozens of Chapters; the paper wasn’t yellowed since they were photocopies.

The words on them were still clear, June 15, 2002, 14:42 in the afternoon; this was the time the car accident happened.