When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 869: Strange and Eerie Events

Adrian Lancaster slowly came back to his senses, taking out his phone again. There were no missed calls, and he had specifically turned up the volume.

This disappointment... made his eyes harden deeply.

But why hadn’t the kidnapper called?

Could it be that they didn’t want money?

He dared not think further, his frost-covered black eyes gazed into the distance, towards the clouds rolling across the sky.

Oh, heavens, Faye is so kind and has such a good aura, please keep her safe.

"Adrian..." Chase Fletcher comforted, "The surveillance footage is being compared again, results will come soon. But...it’s getting dark, staying here is meaningless. Maybe... the kidnappers will come to you to negotiate terms?"

As the sky darkened, Adrian Lancaster patted the shoulder on his hand and nodded in agreement, taking the advice.

Then, he said to his subordinates, "Find her at all costs, alive I must see her, dead I... she cannot die!! Do you hear me?! Madam cannot die! You must find her at all costs!"

"Yes, boss." The subordinates were also heartbroken; after all, they had followed him for so many years, always ready for such moments.

The police also assured that they would continue investigating and inform him as soon as there were any developments.

Adrian Lancaster got into the car with Chase Fletcher.

Chase was also considerate, having his subordinates drive his car back to the city, as he sat by Adrian’s side in his Lamborghini.

The sadness Adrian Lancaster felt was indescribable, a piercing pain that affected every cell in his body.

Driving away, it was only when night fell that Mrs. Rhodes, anxiously waiting at home, saw a car’s headlights cutting through the dark.

Her heart in her throat, she rushed to the courtyard!

The car door opened, and the person accompanying the young master out was President Fletcher; as the door closed, there was no sign of Madam.

Mrs. Rhodes was agape; her turmoil turned into fear—after searching all day, she wasn’t found.

Without entering, Adrian Lancaster turned to Chase Fletcher and said, "You should go back. Rachel is pregnant; you should attend to her feelings more."

One must say, Adrian Lancaster was truly a good person; he tried to remain calm, his voice gentle.

But Chase was also worried about him, "Will you be alright?"

He nodded, "Yeah, a bit tired, I’ll lie down for a while." Trying to suppress his grief, "I’ll also let you know right away if there’s any news."

"Information exchange; I’ll let you know immediately if there’s any news on my end too." Chase embraced him, "My people will keep investigating until a lead is found." He patted him on the back and released him.

Adrian Lancaster was deeply touched; this was true brotherhood, standing by him in his time of need.

"Mr. Kerr, could you please take him home?" Adrian Lancaster requested.

"Of course, young master." Mr. Kerr opened the car door, "President Fletcher, please get in."

Chase hesitated, then got in his car, not without a lingering look at Adrian.

Watching Chase get in, watching the car drive away, Adrian Lancaster finally turned his gaze back towards the house.

Mrs. Rhodes hurried in behind him, not daring to ask a word.

As he walked in, Adrian Lancaster noticeably faltered, and Mrs. Rhodes reached out to steady him, "Young master!"

He forced himself to stand firm, slowly turning his eyes to her, softly inquiring, "Is Joy asleep?"

Meeting his gaze, Mrs. Rhodes felt that grief; could it be... Madam was dead? She was frightened.

"She’s just fallen asleep." Mrs. Rhodes reported on Joy’s condition, "She had her milk, didn’t fuss, took a bath this afternoon, rest assured."

His daughter’s safety and health was his greatest comfort at that moment.

Before going to see her, he instructed his subordinates to be absolutely responsible for the young lady’s safety, not leaving her side 24/7.

He lingered for a moment in Joy’s bedroom, bending down to softly kiss the little one’s forehead before turning away.

Once upstairs, Adrian Lancaster entered the empty master bedroom, and as he closed the door, he felt his legs give way, slowly sliding down the door to sit on the floor.

Recalling the scene of her being dragged into the van, his tears immediately fell, the anguish uncontrollable, "Honey..."