When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 635: You Can’t Help but Be Afraid

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Chapter 635: Chapter 635: You Can’t Help but Be Afraid

Faye Turner wasn’t happy at all. Instead, she worried even more, "Grandfather will find out sooner or later! Will he blame you? Will he be upset?"

"No need for sooner or later; Grandfather found out today." Adrian Lancaster said, "It was Grandfather who called the police to take him away, which was beyond my expectations."

"..." The girl widened her eyes, looking at him in confusion. Grandfather called the police to take Brandon Lancaster away?

He took a sip of milk, his other hand resting on her shoulder, "I originally just wanted to teach him a lesson, give him a good beating."

Thinking about the bloodstains on his clothes, this isn’t just a beating. This was clearly trying to beat him to death!

"About your father’s matter... any recent developments?" Faye Turner inquired.

Adrian Lancaster replied, "Soon, the truth will come to light one day. I won’t let any bad person go."

At The Lockwood Old Manor, Melanie Lancaster lay on the floor wailing like a ghost, but no one paid attention to her, let alone comforted her.

The servants dared not come forward for fear that she would vent her emotions on them.

After crying for an unknown time, she got up, dried her tears, steadied her mood, and drove away.

Today is New Year’s Day, a day that she remembers most vividly in her life.

"Adrian Lancaster, you’ll never die happily." Driving, she cursed through gritted teeth, then floored the accelerator, and the car sped away.

Returning to her apartment complex, she got out of the car and saw a familiar figure, their gazes met.

Eastwood walked towards her, "Miss Lancaster."

"Eastwood, think of a way to get Brandon out before filing charges! He was taken away by the police."

Miss Lancaster’s mental state... Eastwood noted; her eyes were bloodshot and swollen.

"I just heard about it as well." Eastwood wore a face of anxiety, "I’ll think of a solution; now it seems... we can only ask Mr. Young for help."

Then, the two discussed strategies, Eastwood seemed very calm, appearing composed while giving her advice.

Half an hour passed, Elias Young still couldn’t reach Brandon Lancaster’s phone. He recalled the terrified scream before the call ended and the violent crashing sound and had a bad feeling.

"Mr. Young, please sit; we’ll make the calls." The subordinates were also anxiously waiting nearby.

"What’s the use of you calling? It’s turned off!" Elias Young stopped his steps, furrowing his brows, "He must be in trouble!" An ominous premonition wrapped around him.

This kind of trouble must be something that affects everything significantly.

Black Hawk hasn’t been found yet, and now Brandon Lancaster...

"Mr. Young!" At this moment, a subordinate hurriedly rushed in to report, "Latest news, Brandon Lancaster was arrested by the police!"

Elias Young’s chest tightened, he paused for a few seconds and asked, "Under what charges?"

"Not sure yet, only know after the car accident, he was taken by Adrian Lancaster’s people, the police were called by Old Master Lancaster. It’s said he was covered in wounds when the police took him away."

Elias Young’s heart sank, then he angrily ordered, "Quickly keep an eye on it! Investigate further! Report to me promptly!"

"Yes!" The subordinate quickly turned around and left.

Black Hawk is still missing...

Brandon Lancaster is in trouble too...

In Elias Young’s heart, words could no longer describe his complex feelings, his brows furrowing into a large ’川’ character, unable to figure out what Adrian Lancaster was going to do next.

"Mr. Young." At this moment, someone else rushed in, leaned in close, whispering, "Miss Lancaster is here, wants to see you."

"I won’t see her!" He was to the point of annoyance.

But as soon as he spoke, Melanie Lancaster burst through all barriers, acting like a shrew; no one could stop her until she made it through the main door, "Elias Young!"

All the subordinates in the room turned to look at her; her hair was disheveled, clothes in disarray, eyes red and swollen, clearly having cried, her mental state not too good.