ncing at his watch, Nathan continued, “Since you’re familiar with the case, do you have any theories about who might be orchestrating this?”
“Me?” It had been a long time since Lonnie hadst worked closely with Nathan, so he couldn’t keep pace with him.
Nathan’s expression hardened.
“We’re alone here.
Who else would I be asking?”
His voice carried a hint of irritation.
“What’s going on with you? Has marriage muddled your thinking?”
Lonnie was left speechless.
A look of difort was clear on his face, but facing Nathan, his boss, he felt a deep sense of apprehension.
Fearing Nathan more than anyone else, Lonnie chose to remain silent, absorbing the rebuke without a word.
Once they reached the hospital’s underground parking lot and settled into the car, Lonnie started to share his thoughts.
“Mr.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
Payne, food safety is tightly regted here.
It’s unlikely that any licensed producer would manufacture contaminated form.
”
As they drove away, Nathan mulled this over in the back seat of the luxury car.
“Do you suspect the culprit might have purchased it from the ck market?”
Lonnie nodded thoughtfully, and then shook his head.
“It likely wasn’t purchased.
It seems to be produced by a major ndestine factory.
Colby and Destinee consume a significant amount of form each month, and we always have Augason Group stockpile a batch for us.
If the tests show that the form used by other affluent families contains the same substances, it’s probable that these quantities areing from the ck market, possibly orchestrated by one of its leaders.
Yet, I can’t fathom their motive.
They seem to target only the wealthy.
Could it be out of resentment towards the affluent?”
Nathan remained silent, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery, his eyes dark and contemtive, hinting at ominous thoughts.
“If their grudge is against the wealthy in general, the case is easy to handle.
However, if the Payne family is the specific target, then this situation is far more intricate than we anticipated.
”
Lonnie exhaled deeply, focusing on the road ahead.
Back at the hospital, the additional security Nathan had requested had yet to arrive.
Meanwhile, Colby’s cries echoed through the ward, rousing Lucinda from her sleep.
ncing around the room, she realized she and Colby were alone.
Nathan must have left to address the troubling case.
Dark forces seemed to be at work against the Payne family, lurking in the shadows for months.
If Nathan couldn’t uncover and resolve the threat soon, it would loom as a severe risk.
Gathering herposure, Lucinda went to the crib, lifted the wailing Colby, and gently soothed him, her mind racing with concern for her family’s safety.
Ever since the birth of the babies, Nathan and Zenia had been the primary caregivers, changing diapers and feeding the infants.
Nathan seldom allowed Lucinda to care for the twins, often vying with her for the role.
Cradling Colby, Lucinda prepared the milk herself.
Though not particrly adept at it, she was determined to handle it alone, foregoing any assistance from the nursing staff, her expression set with resolve.
By eight-thirty in the morning, only two casually dressed policemen stood guard at the door of the ward.
Their authoritative presence deterred passersby, marking them as figures not to be trifled with.
Minutester, while Lucinda was feeding Colby from a bottle, she caught snippets of conversation outside the door.