Chapter 747
The two enjoyed a pleasant meal together, solidifying their new friendship.
On the way home, Anastasia received a message from Sonder.
[Sonder: I’m sorry, the Lancaster family deliberately suppressed information about what happened back then. I couldn’t find the specific details.]
Anastasia wasn’t too disappointed.
[Summer: It’s okay, don’t worry about it. It’s not that important. What you found before is enough.]
After thanking him, she couldn’t help but ask another question.
[Summer: How were you so fast, though? When I asked for your help before, I thought it would take at least a day!]
It had only been a little over ten minutes, which had greatly surprised her.
Logically, something the Lancaster family had intentionally covered up should have been difficult to investigate.
His speed made it seem as if Sonder had already known about it, and the ten minutes had just been him deciding whether or not to tell her…
[Sonder: I happened to have heard about it before, so it wasn’t hard to look into.]
That made sense to Anastasia.
But not finding out Harrison’s full story didn’t stop her from getting her revenge on the person currently locked in the psychiatric hospital.
She called the guards directly and said coolly, “Do what you think is best. Just don’t kill him.”
Barnett’s men were clearly experienced, replying in a crisp, calm tone, “Rest assured, miss.”
Anastasia hung up just as the car arrived home.
At dinner that evening, Simon’s absence went completely unnoticed.
The rest of the Lancaster family couldn’t care less about an illegitimate son, and Victor simply assumed his son was probably out at some club, surrounded by women, with nothing to worry about.
Meanwhile, at Susan and Ryan’s home, Susan muttered to herself as the sky grew dark and neither her son nor daughter had returned. But she knew what Lennon was like-it was common for him to stay out for days at a time-so her thoughts mirrored Victor’s.
She just grumbled about Crystal picking up his bad habits.
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However, to prevent them from becoming suspicious, Anastasia had already made arrangements. At around nine that evening, Susan received a call from someone claiming to be a friend of crystals, saying they were all on a boat party and would be at sea for a few days.
Susan didn’t suspect a thing.
Four days passed like this, until, in the middle of the night, Susan received a call from an unknown number. The moment she answered, her daughter’s desperate, hysterical sobs exploded in her ear-
“Mom! Help! Help us! We’re going to die—!!”
At the same time, thousands of miles away in another country, it was daytime. Harrison was in the middle of a very important meeting.
During a break, Logan burst into the conference room and whispered urgently, “Mr. Lancaster, we just received word. Madam went to Chanho Psychiatric Hospital—”
CRASH-!
The water glass Harrison had just picked up slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor.
Everyone in the room turned to see that Mr. Lancaster, a man who never flinched even in the face of disaster, had suddenly lost all color in his face.
“Prep the jet. We’re going home!” Harrison ordered without a moment’s hesitation.
The Lancaster Estate.
Anastasia was jolted awake by a frantic knocking at her door.
“Mrs. Lancaster, there’s been an incident outside! The Old Master wants you up immediately!”