"Ms. Suthend, shall we have a chat?"


    ...


    The Harvey residence.


    Early in the morning, Lysander and Adrian were seated in the dining room, sharing breakfast with the Harvey family.


    Halfway through breakfast, Lysander''s phone rang. ncing at the caller ID, he smiled politely at the table before stepping aside to take the call.


    "Lysander, something''s happened to my brother!" Ryan''s urgent voice came through.


    Lysander''s expression remained unchanged, a gentle smile still on his lips, as he replied with a calm, even tone, "Take it easy, Ryan. What''s going on?"


    "He didn''te home all night," Ryan exined, clearly agitated. "I tried calling, but there was no answer. I assumed he was workingte at the office, but when I called there, they said he had left long ago."


    "My brother never does this," Ryan continued, sounding increasingly anxious. "If he wasn''ting home, he would have told me. I couldn''t reach him all night. Something must have happened!"


    "Don''t worry just yet," Lysander reassured him, unperturbed. "It''s still early. Maybe he fell asleep somewhere and missed the calls..."


    "Impossible!" Ryan interrupted. "No matter where he goes, he always answers my calls, or at least lets me know!"


    "Lysander, do you think I should report this to the police?"


    Ryan hesitated; despite generally avoiding family affairs, he could guess his brother wasn''t exactly involved in safe activities. Unsure what to do, he turned to Lysander, whom he trusted implicitly.


    Seeing Ryan was inconsble, Lysander suggested, "Alright, I''m heading to Falcon Technologiester. Meet me there, and we''ll figure this out. Try reaching him again in the meantime..."


    After settling Ryan, Lysander returned to the table and resumed his meal, unhurried.


    Giselle served him some food and casually asked, "Who was calling so early?"


    Lysander chuckled, not bothering to hide anything. "It was Ryan. He couldn''t reach his brotherst night and was in a panic, so I told him to meet me at Falcon Technologies."


    Giselle''s hand paused for a moment, her chopsticks hovering in the air.


    Mrs. Harvey''s expression also stiffened slightly.


    Charles, who had returned home early that morning, showed no change in demeanor but asked with concern, "Is it the eldest from the Lockwood family? I hope nothing serious has happened."


    "Of course not," Lysander assured with a smile. "Rnd can handle himself. It''s just Ryan who treats his brother like a fragile treasure, always getting worked up over the slightest thing."


    "Good brotherly love is a blessing," Charles remarked with a chuckle.


    Lysander simply smiled back withoutment.


    Charles turned to his daughter, saying, "You''ve all been friends since childhood. When you go over, be sure tofort Ryan. No need to worry too much; adults can take care of themselves. He''s probably just out having fun. Young people have a lot of interests these days."


    Falcon Technologies was a tech subsidiary Lysander had set up for Giselle.


    Naturally, she was expected to apany him to thepany. Nodding slightly at her father''s words, she tried to maintain a smile, though it seemed a bit forced.


    ...


    Meanwhile, at the hospital.


    Early that morning, Nathaniel hade to take the kids to school, leaving M alone in the hospital room.


    After the doctor had made his rounds, she slipped a coat over her hospital gown, and discreetly exited through the back door of the hospital.


    With a mask on, she hailed a cab at the roadside, her expression grave as she departed.