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Eason’s gaze sharpened. He immediately summoned the person responsible for the office area and also ordered the surveillance footage to be reviewed.

Before the surveillance was even ready, Eason’s heart sank upon seeing the person.

The individual had a vacant look, responding to his questions with utter confusion, clearly not in a normal

state.

As Eason thought of Timothy’s masterful hypnosis skills, his expression darkened.

This person’s condition was distinctly different from Jagger’s.

Although Jagger had been hypnotized, he appeared normal, and had he not regained consciousness, no one would have known that he was being covertly controlled.

But this person…

With their dull eyes and numb expression, it was evident that something was amiss. It seemed that whoever was behind this had used some forceful method to hypnotize them for a period of time, manipulating them to carry out certain actions.

Such methods of hypnosis were baffling, to say the least.

What exactly was this so–called organization?

Eason arranged for the person to be sent to the hospital for treatment, and soon enough, the surveillance footage was ready.

Indeed.

The note had been placed by this person, who moved like a puppet being controlled, expressionless as they left the note on the desk.

Eason took a deep breath, his brows furrowed tightly.

The note was undoubtedly a clue.

But the person was clueless, and the lead was abruptly cut off.

All Eason could hope for was that after treatment, the person might remember something useful.

Yet, Eason had an intuition.

Even if this person recalled something, it would likely be of no help in catching Timothy.

This person… or rather, this organization, was too cunning!

Eason continued to scrutinize the note, reading it over and over.

Swapping Susan for Alexander was out of the question.

He wouldn’t even let Susan know about this note, Knowing her nature, she might decide to negotiate with Timothy herself.

His father was important, but Susan was equally a treasure that the Nicholas family had searched many years for.

For so many years, as her brother, Eason had never been able to help her. How could he now expect Susan

to sacrifice herself?

He couldn’t and wouldn’t do such a thing.

After confirming that there was no additional information on the note, Eason emotionlessly burned it.

He then further tightened the security around the hospital.

The next day…

Eason entered his office.

This time, he subconsciously glanced at the table.

He saw that there was no note on it and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

But once he put his hand in his pocket, his expression suddenly changed.

The pocket of his suit, which was empty before, now contained a piece of paper…

His hand trembled in his pocket.

He was almost too afraid to take it out.

How could those people have the power to place a note in his pocket?

No, it couldn’t be possible.

Forcing himself to stay calm, he finally pulled out the note.

He was looking forward to what it might say, but soon, he was disappointed.

Unfolding the note, he saw that the handwriting was unmistakably Timothy’s.

[Exchange Susan for Alexander’s life. 4.]

The content of the note was identical to the previous one, except for the number at the end…

Eason’s pupils contracted sharply.

Yesterday, the number was 5, but today it had changed to 4.

It seemed to be a countdown.

Could it be…

In four days, would something happen to his father again?

No, that was impossible.

The hospital was under strict security, and there were always people around guarding his father. Eason couldn’t believe that those people could still harm his father.

But the note that mysteriously appeared in his pocket made him uncertain again.

Now, the enemy was hidden, while they were exposed. Just the enemy’s hypnotism technique was already unguardable, and they still didn’t know how many more methods they had left.

Eason felt a chill in his heart.

On the third day, he became even more cautious.

Every person was thoroughly checked, and their belongings were personally inspected over and over.

However, on the third morning….

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, he saw Judith holding a note, about to open it.

Eason’s heart jolted. He quickly approached and took the note from her.

“Eason?” Judith looked at him, puzzled.

He forced himself to remain calm and say. “Mom, it’s just a piece of paper. It must be a prank from someone. I’ll throw it away for you.”

Judith, not being particularly suspicious by nature, didn’t think much of it and quickly put the matter out of her mind.

Eason glanced at the note, and as he had expected, the content was the same as before.

Except the number had changed from 4 to 3.

Realizing that the note might not always come directly to him but could also reach someone close to him, Eason became even more vigilant.

However, on the fourth day, early in the morning….

Susan was already waiting for him in his temporary office. A sense of foreboding washed over him.

He forced a smile to ask, “Susan, did Thomas share any new progress?”

Susan shook her head, her voice calm as she replied, “Thomas has done his best. He found substitutes for the other unknown toxins. However, there’s still one toxin for which we can’t find a substitute.”

“Oh, yeah?” Eason was already aware of this and quickly said, “We still have a month. We can take our time to find this last ingredient.”

“Do we really have a month?” Susan gazed steadily at Eason, then slowly pulled out a note. “Brother, I

found this in my pocket this morning. Guess what it says.”

“It’s just a note, probably full of nonsense,” he replied while raising an eyebrow.

Susan narrowed her eyes. “You know what’s written on this note, don’t you?”

Eason quickly shook his head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Susan gave a bitter smile. “Yes, you do.”

Eason wanted to say more, but seeing the look in Susan’s eyes, he swallowed his words.

He took a deep breath and said softly, “No matter what, I won’t allow you to have any reckless thoughts. You and Timothy have a complicated history. If you meet him, he won’t let you go. Susan, neither you nor Dad can afford to get into trouble. Do you understand?”

Susan’s eyes softened, and she said, “I know. I won’t take any unnecessary risks. But Eason, we can’t just wait numbly for these people with their unfathomable methods. We need to seize the opportunity and take the initiative.” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“I know,” Eason said with a wry smile.

However…

He didn’t know how long those people had been working on it. Although he found some clues after a thorough investigation, these clues were better than nothing.