Chapter 1027
When Ariana approached once more, the voice utterly changed.
It seemed as though another person had started to speak.
Ariana stood at a crossroads, grappling with the decision of whether to knock on the door, but Adele tugged at her clothes, leading her forward by the hand.
Ariana clutched Adele’s hand firmly, following her lead with the determination.
Adele led Ariana to her room.
Ariana redirected her focus back to Adele, watching as Adele took the incomplete drawing and ventured into its depths, providing her with a psychological estimation.
Adele obediently held the pen, bringing closure to the unfinished artwork.
Ariana patiently steered her course, yet the more she observed, the deeper her unconscious furrowed brow became.
Adele’s condition turned out to be a thornier maze than Ariana had originally anticipated.
She had initially believed her speechlessness, self-harming tendencies, and episodic outbursts to be the apex of her problems.
However, the current situation unveiled hidden depths.
These behaviors were merely the tip of the iceberg, concealing deeper and more unpredictable emotions beneath like a submerged iceberg lurking beneath the ocean’s surface.
It was a far graver situation than Ariana had ever envisaged.
She couldn’t help but sympathize with the young girl before her.
Moreover, her pathological deductions led her to conclude that Adele’s condition was not congenital autism but rather an acquired affliction.
Ariana clutched Adele’s artwork, feeling an inexplicable surge of anger.
She had always abided by the ethical tenets of a physician, ensuring that her emotions did not taint her treatment or judgment of a patient’s family.
Nevertheless, Adele’s plight stirred an indescribable fury within her.
She struggled to imagine what traumatic ordeal had befallen such a tender soul to bring about this state.
Ariana inhaled deeply to quell her emotions.
From what Jessie had shared, it was evident that Holden had gone to great lengths to seek treatment for Adele, trying myriad methods.
He apparently cared deeply for her and would never harm her intentionally.
Ariana tentatively initiated contact with Adele.
Noticing Adele’s lack of resistance, she gently caressed her head and commenced interactive games and storytelling to exercise basic reasoning.
After about half an hour, Ariana paused to allow Adele a respite.
The household staff also brought some refreshments.
Adele’s eyes locked onto the snacks the moment they came.
Her full attention was now drawn to the delectables, and she eagerly seized them, launching into a spirited feast.
Ariana silently handed her a cup of tea and wiped her mouth, sitting beside her while drifting into contemplation.
She couldn’t help but recall the voice she had overheard near the study earlier.
The voice felt eerily familiar, and there couldn’t be so many strikingly similar voices around, could there? If the person in that room turned out not to be Holden but the affluent online admirer, did it imply that this online admirer had some connection to the Fredrick family?