Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart (Natalia and Hamilton) novel Chapter 306

After hanging up the phone, Hamilton felt a wave of calm wash over him.

Alden let out a small sigh of relief nearby.

As expected, when it comes to dealing with his brother, Natalia was the secret weapon.

"Bro, where's Patrick?" Alden asked.

Hamilton, drying his hands, looked down and said, "Send him back. Make sure they treat him well. Don't let him off too easily."

Alden nodded quickly, hesitating before adding in a low voice, "Bro, Lucinda Lynd has gone missing."

Hamilton paused in his actions, then lifted his gaze towards the distant lights of the old mansion.

"See if the old man has hidden her away."

Alden nodded in acknowledgment.

Hamilton fell silent for a moment before asking, "Is the therapist arranged?"

Alden replied, "Yes, but, brother..."

Though Hamilton hadn't shared the details, the information Alden had uncovered recently, plus Patrick's words earlier, gave him a pretty good idea of the situation.

Hamilton knew what he was trying to say and cut him off with a simple acknowledgment.

"Bring them to see me."

Natalia had been feeling uneasy since she read the news about the Fowler family, suspecting Hamilton's involvement.

She exhaled softly, trying to suppress the turmoil inside her.

Killian, observing her, said, "Ms. Jenkins, Mr. Fowler and the old man are at odds."

Natalia paused before asking, "Is he in danger?"

Killian shook his head, "Hard to say."

"Westley was quite ruthless in his youth. Now, with the two at loggerheads, who knows what might happen."

He looked at Natalia.

"Ms. Jenkins, maybe you should call Mr. Fowler yourself."

Natalia clenched her fists.

Back at the hotel, after her shower, she stared at her phone, lost in thought. After a long while, she was about to make the call when Ryan's call came through.

Natalia answered.

"Ryan, what's up?"

Ryan's voice was light and teasing, "Mr. Locke would like to see you."

Natalia was taken aback; she was familiar with Mr. Locke, the founder of the UNESCO World Language Research Center.

Without any hesitation, Natalia agreed, "Okay, when and where?"

"I'm with Mr. Locke at the restaurant downstairs from your hotel. You probably haven't had dinner yet, right? Why not join us?"

Natalia thought for a moment before agreeing.

She changed her clothes and headed out.

Killian, seeing her leave, quickly asked, "Ms. Jenkins, did you call Mr. Fowler?"

Natalia pressed her lips together, "Not yet."

Killian looked somewhat disappointed, "He might be waiting for your call."

Natalia glanced at him, "Hamilton's paying you well, it seems."

Killian chuckled, "Then I better earn my keep."

Natalia couldn't help but smile.

A moment later, she whispered, "I'll call him when I get back."

Killian, surprised, quickly sent a message to Hamilton.

Hamilton was sitting across from a therapist.

"Mr. Fowler, the condition you're describing, recovering those memories won't be easy. Electroconvulsive therapy, in layman's terms, is about making your subconscious fear those memories, making you reluctant to recall them. It's really a psychological issue."

Hamilton's face bore a cold smile, "Just tell me the method."

The therapist paused before suggesting, "Electroconvulsive therapy might be needed."

Hamilton looked down, silent for a moment before asking, "Will it leave scars?"

The therapist shook his head, "No, but it will be painful. You might have some recollection of the process."

Hamilton nodded.

"Let's start tomorrow."

The therapist was taken aback, "Are you sure?"

Hamilton frowned, "Was I not clear?"