When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 644: Elias Young Panics

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Chapter 644: Chapter 644: Elias Young Panics

Black Hawk sat beside him, and when he once again turned to look out the window, he was already calm and collected.

Falling into Adrian Lancaster’s hands, he resigned himself to fate.

Elias Young’s subordinate, who had been staring at the computer screen to monitor the route and estimate their return time, suddenly noticed something was off.

He rubbed his eyes, leaned closer to the screen, and stared with wide eyes!

It was indeed off!

In the next second, he looked up and shouted to Elias Young, "Mr. Young, the car has entered the city! But it’s not heading back; it’s going towards the east side of the city. What’s going on?"

Elias Young, puzzled, hurried over. When he saw the route displayed on the screen, he was also confused.

The mission was completed, so they should be returning here, right?

Everyone’s waiting.

They were instructed before setting off, so why are they heading to the east?

He picked up his phone and tried calling the two subordinates, feeling furious and ready to scold them, but no one answered.

Suppressing his anger, he dialed the driver’s number, but still, no one answered.

Only then did Elias Young realize something was wrong, a vague sense of foreboding rising in him.

Staring at the car’s route with his subordinate, they discovered the car had stopped at the entrance of the villa where Adrian Lancaster had previously detained Black Hawk...!

Everyone’s face changed; they suddenly realized something, but no one dared to speak conclusively.

After a while, someone softly said, "Mr. Young, could it be that Black Hawk was intercepted by Adrian Lancaster?"

It seems extremely possible now!

Never had Elias Young’s eyes shown such panic, "Damn it!" he cursed. Once Black Hawk is rescued by Adrian Lancaster, it’s over...

Not to mention the revenge, how could Black Hawk swallow this humiliation? Elias Young genuinely wants him dead.

"Hurry up and investigate, find out what’s going on!" He forced himself to stay calm, but in truth, his heart was already in chaos.

He was deeply, deeply afraid of Adrian Lancaster.

The villa where the fake Caleb Lancaster had lived, which is the same vacant villa Black Hawk had stayed in, had Elias Young’s car parked in the yard.

Adrian Lancaster and Black Hawk got out of the car, and a subordinate respectfully saluted him, "Boss."

"Find a place and burn this car for me." His tone was indifferent, casually tossing the car keys to him.

The subordinate caught them, "Yes."

Adrian Lancaster turned his gaze to Black Hawk, noticing him holding his bleeding arm. He stopped, looked at the house he had almost grown attached to over the past few days, his brow slightly furrowed, his feelings complicated.

Back again, damn it.

The blood seeping from between his fingers dripped onto the newly thawed lawn, stark and eye-catching.

"Let’s go, I found the best traditional Chinese medicine doctor for you. Let’s get your wound cleaned and bandaged, then take some herbal medicine. You’ll recover quickly."

Adrian Lancaster’s tone surprisingly contained a hint of care.

Black Hawk snapped back to reality, turned to meet his gentle gaze, and walked inside with him.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, he saw a beautiful woman not far away with a high-pregnancy belly, seemingly waiting for him.

He met eyes with Faye Turner and immediately recognized her as Mrs. Lancaster.

The person he had once planned to kidnap.

Black Hawk looked at her elegant composure and felt a bit guilty; especially since she was expecting, and thankfully, he had abducted the wrong person that day.

Faye Turner saw them return safely, a slight smile appeared on her face. She glanced at her husband and then focused on Black Hawk’s covered arm.

"Sit down," Adrian Lancaster said to Black Hawk, "Take off your jacket first, and stop the bleeding."

Only then did Black Hawk realize his arm was genuinely painful! He gritted his teeth, furrowed his brow, and walked over there.