The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 362

Paris. Shangri-La Paris.

Suite 1707.

Christian Lancaster stood by the window when his phone buzzed. He opened it to find a message from Miles:

Mr. Lancaster, word from back home. Your mother heard the news about Dr. Sullivan and passed out. She's been rushed to the hospital.

He furrowed his brows. Just as he was about to call back, his phone began vibrating in his hand.

It was the family butler.

He answered immediately.

"Yes?"

"Mr. Lancaster," the butler's voice was tight with anxiety. "Madam collapsed and is at the hospital. Your father wants you back in the States immediately."

Christian's chest tightened.

"What happened? Is it serious?"

The butler hesitated for a second before speaking with clear difficulty.

"It was about... Ms. Sullivan. Madam heard the news and became overwhelmed with emotion..."

Christian's grip on his phone tightened.

Because of Evelyn.

Always Evelyn.

He took a deep breath, forcing down his rising irritation.

"What did the doctor say?"

Footsteps echoed through the receiver before the butler spoke again. "The doctor just came out. Hold on a moment, please."

Rustling sounds followed, and then the butler's voice returned, visibly relieved.

"Sir, the doctor says she's in the clear. The emotional shock spiked her blood pressure and caused a mild arrhythmia. They've administered medication, and she's stable now, but she'll need to stay overnight for observation."

Christian let out a sigh of relief.

The voice on the other end switched to Lawrence.

"Christian, your mother is fine. But I need you to come home right away."

Christian remained silent for a moment.

"Dad, I'll be back in a few days."

Lawrence's tone dropped dangerously low.

"What exactly are you planning to do?"

Christian stared out at the Parisian nightscape, his voice deadly calm.

"I'm paying a visit to the de Rothschild estate."

The line went dead silent.

Then Lawrence spoke, his voice vibrating with suppressed fury.

"He's going to the de Rothschild estate."

The butler blinked in surprise.

"Should we... send a security team to bring him back?"

Lawrence fell silent for a long moment.

Then he waved a dismissive hand.

"Forget it," he muttered. "If he refuses to come back, there's nothing we can do to force him."

He paused, a wave of resignation washing over him.

"Besides, Evelyn is untouchable now. He can't try anything with her."

The butler nodded, wisely keeping his mouth shut.

After a moment of thought, Lawrence picked up his phone and dialed another number.

It rang a few times before connecting.

"Uncle?" Piper Brooks's groggy voice answered. "It's so late. Is something wrong?"

Lawrence's tone softened slightly.

"Piper, are you still awake?"

"Just got into bed. What's going on?"

Lawrence hesitated for a second before finally speaking.