When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 536: Arriving with Killing Intent
In the hotel, in the presidential suite, Adrian Lancaster hung up his phone.
He glanced at his wife beside him, then sat down on the sofa and started preparing a meal for her. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ธ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ต.๐ฌ๐ค๐ข
Faye Turner was a sensitive person; she could sense the complex and conflicting emotions he had towards his mother, though he stubbornly refused to show them.
It would take time for him to completely shed this pride.
After making the call, he himself might feel a bit better.
When Adrian Lancaster and Faye Turner finished their meal, Eliza Hayes returned by herself, and the hotel reception quickly led her to dinner.
Then, she joined her son and daughter-in-law on a private jet to Argent, looking like a puppet without thoughts.
On the plane, Faye Turner sat with Eliza Hayes.
Adrian Lancaster, on the other hand, was in another space, opened his laptop, busy with work, but his expression remained solemn.
Until the plane arrived at Argent, the mother and son did not exchange any other words.
As soon as they got off the plane, Adrian Lancaster sent a car to take her back to the old house, then put his arm around his wifeโs shoulder and got into another car without looking back.
Eliza Hayes watched the back of her son, and the pain in her heart was indescribable.
At the same time, she remembered when her son asked her to attend a parent-child event at school, and she coldly refused, leaving him with a distant back...
Will her son hate her for a lifetime?
Eliza Hayes felt very sad, but she didnโt think Adrian was heartless, she believed it to be retribution.
On the way home, she turned her gaze out the window, thinking that she must find an opportunity to have a good talk with him.
At least, she owed him a sincere apology; some things couldnโt be conveyed through a daughter-in-law.
After returning to the old house, Nanny Warren was almost startled by her appearance, "Why do you look so pale? What happened?"
She hadnโt explained in detail to Nanny Warren about her trip to Canada, and when she looked at her, her eyes were indeed blank.
Eliza Hayes lifted her eyes to look at her, her voice carrying a trace of confusion and sorrow, "Adrian found out about his origins... realized that the man in the wheelchair was not Caleb Lancaster, let alone his father."
Nanny Warren was incredibly shocked after hearing this, staring at her in disbelief!
It took quite a while for her to recover.
Then, like a walking corpse, Eliza Hayes walked toward the backyard.
After going upstairs, she went directly to the study, sat at the desk, and picked up paper and pen.
With trembling fingers, she began to write an apology letter to her son...
Every word was sincere, and as she wrote, tears welled up uncontrollably. Unsatisfied, she tore it up and started again.
This repetition was also a form of torment for her.
Back in Argent, Faye Turner compiled the information she knew and handed it all over to Adrian Lancaster.
She believed that with his power, he could quickly find out his fatherโs whereabouts.
In the minimalist yet luxurious CEO office, Adrian Lancaster sat in a custom leather chair, took the thick files from his wifeโs hands, took a deep breath, and looked at her.
"Iโm leaving now." Faye Turner withdrew her gaze and turned to leave.
She had done so much for him in secret... yet he had lost the lead in finding her biological parents.
This left Adrian Lancaster with a bit of a headache.
Early the next morning, after dropping his wife off at the company,
a limited-edition Lamborghini drove into the villa surrounded by mountains and water, suitable for retirement. Adrian Lancaster got out of the car, hands in pockets, and walked towards the villa.
Today, Adrian Lancasterโs aura was different from usual; his expression was cold and terrifyingly stern, with eyes that were endlessly deep, and everyone in the villa could clearly feel it.
"Good day, President Lancaster." Everyone greeted him with trepidation.
Adrian Lancasterโs footsteps didnโt pause after entering, he walked straight upstairs, exuding a chilling air, filled with an aura of aggression.







