When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 525: Adrian Finds a Clue

On the way back to the city, Faye Turner found her mood unsettled, her thoughts lingering in that small, dust-covered study.

Drake drove the car while Tiger sat in the passenger seat; they tacitly maintained silence, unsure of what to say.

The car window was rolled down, allowing a gentle breeze to waft in.

Winter was quickly approaching, and the weather forecast predicted snow for next week. Somehow, she felt both anticipation and melancholy.

Adrian Lancaster left that woman’s home and took the address to find an agent.

The person who greeted him was a portly man in his forties.

Our President Lancaster handed him a thousand yuan in cash upon entering and said, "I need to inquire about something."

The man accepted the envelope and opened it, then beamed with delight, "Sure, go ahead."

Even though that property had been resold multiple times over the years, once Adrian Lancaster explained his intentions, the man brought out a massive pile of documents.

"Hold on, hold on, I’ll help you find it." He then looked for the information Adrian needed.

Adrian Lancaster only wanted to get Mr. Reynolds’ contact details or an address or a phone number.

He vowed to find him even if it meant digging three feet into the ground.

After about half an hour, the portly man jubilantly looked up, eyes sparkling, and said, "Found it, found it!"

From the chair, Adrian Lancaster looked up and watched him pull out the documents, "Here you go, here’s the original sales agreement."

Adrian quickly scanned through, noticing an incomplete address and a cell phone number at the end.

Immediately, he took out his phone and dialed the number.

The ringtone sounded a few times and ended with the other person answering, "Hello." It was a middle-aged man’s voice.

He asked eagerly yet politely, "May I speak to Mr. Reynolds?"

"I am he, and who are you?" The person’s voice was somewhat cold.

At that moment, the indescribable joy surged within Adrian Lancaster.

Afraid the man might hang up due to the unfamiliar number, he promptly identified himself—

"Hello, Mr. Reynolds. Regarding your lost daughter, Shane, I have some leads and would like to meet with you to discuss them in detail."

Fearing he might be mistaken for a scammer and have the call abruptly ended, Adrian added, "You have moved house three times, and it was challenging to find your contact information. Please extend me a measure of trust. I am Adrian Lancaster, the president of Prestige Group. This is my verified personal number, traceable at any time."

Upon hearing the words "President of Prestige Group," the agent looked up at him in astonishment!

The man on the other end of the phone, hearing his sincerity and knowing he did indeed have a missing daughter named Shane,

agreed to a meeting.

In this way, Adrian Lancaster asked for his address over the phone and expressed his willingness to drive there.

He didn’t bring Mr. Kerr with him; he drove alone.

From the moment Mr. Reynolds answered the phone, his heart was filled with elation.

He felt a strong premonition that hope was vested in Mr. Reynolds.

Regardless of how ordinary Faye’s biological parents are, as long as they did not deliberately abandon her at the time, Adrian Lancaster would treat this couple as his own parents.

This is what is called love for one extends to love for all associated.

Fortunately, Mr. Reynolds was in Argent, and the meeting place was arranged in a park.

Adrian Lancaster parked his car and headed for the park, seeing from afar a middle-aged man sitting on a bench.

As he drew closer, he became puzzled, as the description of the clothes matched, but this man didn’t resemble Faye at all.

"Hello, Mr. Reynolds?" Adrian Lancaster stood by his side and politely asked in a gentle voice.

Having found him with difficulty and being there, they shouldn’t rely solely on feelings and appearances but should prioritize a DNA test.

The middle-aged man turned his eyes upon hearing, "Yes, I am."

Adrian Lancaster sat down beside him, "Here’s the situation: we’ve found a girl named Shane, who likely lost contact with her family around 2004."