Chapter 217: Caryn In Danger

Justin hurried off with one of his bodyguards following closely. They headed toward the highly secured area where Caryn was being kept. As they approached, Aiden’s men stepped in to block his way.

"Sir, you aren’t allowed to enter," one of them said.

"I know what happened here, and I’m certain your boss wouldn’t dare make a wrong move either," Justin said coldly, his voice laced with authority.

"Still, let me confirm," the bodyguard replied, dialing a number immediately.

Justin waited, his patience measured. He wasn’t here to create unnecessary chaos, not in a situation this delicate.

After a brief exchange over the phone, the bodyguard nodded. "Sir, you may go in."

Without wasting a second, Justin strode forward. When he reached the corridor outside Caryn’s room, he found Leo waiting for him. Silently, Leo motioned for Justin to follow, leading him to a side room.

Inside, Aiden was seated on a couch, his sharp glare fixed on a hospital nurse kneeling on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Please, trust me! I don’t know who they are!" the nurse wailed. "They told me to inject that drug into the patient’s IV so the patient would die with cardiac arrest. That’s all I know!"

"And you complied without question?" Aiden’s voice was ice-cold, his tone cutting through the woman’s pleas. "No curiosity, no concern about what you were doing?"

"They’ve taken my son!" the nurse cried. "They’re blackmailing me. I had no choice. I just wanted to protect my child!"

Justin observed the scene, his sharp mind piecing together the situation. It was clear that someone had exploited the nurse’s desperation, using her as a pawn in their game.

The nurse suddenly glanced at Justin and froze, her tear-streaked face registering shock. The resemblance between the newcomer and the man seated on the couch before her was uncanny, almost surreal.

By now, those who worked closely with Justin and Aiden were accustomed to their striking similarity, but outsiders were often caught off guard, as the nurse clearly was.

"Take her away," Aiden ordered, his voice steady and unyielding. "Find out who’s behind this."

Two men stepped forward, pulling the distraught nurse to her feet as she continued to plead. They covered her mouth with tape so she won’t create unnecessary disturbances with her crying and pleading.

Aiden remained impassive, his eyes like steel at that woman’s begging.

For a moment, Justin could see himself in this man. Both of their behaviours resembled a lot.

Aiden glanced at Justin, his expression unreadable. "You just can’t stay out of this, can you? Are you that fond of your older brother now that you found one?"

"Maybe," Justin replied with calm indifference, settling into a chair. "If you wanted me to stay out of it, you wouldn’t easily allow me to witness all this. What’s going on? Who’s after Caryn Ford?"

"Caryn Shaw," Aiden corrected sharply. "She’s no longer a Ford and has nothing to do with them."

Justin’s lips curled into a faint smirk. "So possessive of her. What should I make of that?"

"You don’t need to make anything of it," Aiden retorted coldly. "And frankly, I don’t care what you think. Just be glad you know my weakness now—so enjoy that while it lasts."

Justin chuckled softly. "I don’t care about her or you, but if she’s in danger, that danger will inevitably reach Natalie. That’s what concerns me. And that’s precisely the reason you allowed me here so easily."

Aiden’s gaze narrowed. "At least you’re not an idiot to entirely blinded by your obsession with your woman. Know that, keeping Natalie away from her mother is for her own protection."

"So Caryn has kept herself away from her daughter to protect her?" Justin pressed, his tone carrying a hint of skepticism.

"Why else would a mother do this?" Aiden shot back, locking eyes with Justin. "You may think you’ve got everything under control, but there are countless things you’re clueless about. I’ve been protecting her for a long time, and I’ll keep doing so."

Justin leaned back in his chair, studying his brother. "Her? You told me your mother needed bone marrow. Why not call her ’mother’ instead of always addressing as just ’her’?" His smirk deepened.

Aiden’s reply was curt. "Because she’s not my mother. And she’s made that perfectly clear, before letting me carry her last name."

"I see," Justin said simply, his voice neutral.

"And for the record," Aiden added, his tone hardening, "our mother—the only mother I ever truly accepted—was irreplaceable. No one will ever take her place."

Justin’s smirk faltered, his expression shifting.

he thought.

"Who is she?" Justin asked, his voice quieter now.

Aiden’s lips curled into a faint, knowing smile. "Have you received the DNA results yet to confirm my claims? Or have you already decided to trust me?"

Justin stayed quiet. This man in front of him had an advantage over him as he was not the one to lose his memories.

Aiden was right, without even a DNA test Justin somehow trusted his words. He had those dreams many times when someone called him Aiden many times as if it was so real.

"Just know that, don’t let Natalie close to her mother," Aiden added.

Just then Eric entered the room, all panicked, "Aiden, did they reach here as well? How can it be. Didn’t you take care of everything...?" Eric shut his mouth the moment he saw Justin there as well.

"She is fine. Don’t worry," Aiden replied, and looked at Justin, "You might like to leave. Focus on protecting your woman, rest leave it to me."

"I can surely protect her well despite you tell me anything or not," Justin replied, "but don’t forget you are in my country and my territory," Justin’s tone calmed a little, "You will get help, if you ask for. And it will be just because that woman is Natalie’s mother and she is yet to get answers from her. That woman can’t die before she answer everything my wife wants to know."

Justin walked away, only to hear Aiden say. "Yesterday I said you are just like him, but maybe not entirely. You at least have one person you care for and wants to protect, while he cared about no one but himself."

"If you can’t tell me who that ’He’ you refer to is, don’t mentions it again. Don’t try to get reaction out me by telling things uncleared, because you would be disappointed. I won’t be begging you to tell me anything. Either I find it on my own, or I would never know about it," Justin declared coldly and left.