Chapter 466
Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison
At Astonâs question, his parentsâ faces changed.
Georgia recalled the boy sheâd seen only once, then turned to Aston.
âHave you still not found Lucas yet?â
Aston nodded.
âLucas went missing, and now Wesleyâs age is the same as Lucasâ. You say that he spent the last year with Sierra, and the timeframe matches.
Moreover, you said that Wesleyâs head hurt last time he saw us, and it could be because of seeing someone familiar. Isnât that too many to be a coincidence?â
Aston said that, while Robert grew dubious.
âWhoâs Lucas? And if he was Wesley, wouldnât you recognize him?â
To be honest, Georgia didnât know what kind of identity Lucas had within the Powells.
She didnât understand what Aston had said, either.
Sheâd seen Lucas before, after all, and they didnât look the same. They were only similar in age.
Carr looked at his son, frowning.
âWhy are you making such a guess? Thereâs a lot of coincidences, but your mother and I wouldnât misremember how Lucas looked like. Wesley doesnât look the same as Lucas at all. You say they look alike, but I donât see it.â
âI know you think this is a long stretch, but itâs not that people have never given kids plastic surgery, or added on drugs. The plastic surgery hospital under the Powell family has done cases like this. You should know that.â
Father and sonâs conversation was getting in a stranger and stranger direction.
Georgia could see Carrâs face changing.
âWho is Lucas in the Powell family? If you speculate that Lucas is Wesley, we can do a DNA test, right? Whoâs his mother? Get them over to test with Wesley, and the truth should come out.â
Georgia said that, while Robert also chimed in.
âItâs an unconventional thing, even cruel, to give a child plastic surgery, but if you suspect it, then get Lucasâ mother over or his relatives to do a DNA test at the hospital. The truth would come out then.â
âThatâs the issue...â
Aston suddenly spoke.
âMy parents and I donât know who Lucas is. I donât even know if heâs a descendant of the Powell family, because Lucas was brought back by my grandfather as a kid. He was raised by the Powells, but with my parents being home often and how much they liked kids, Lucas got closer with them and Emilia. We tried asking my grandfather who Lucasâ parents were, but he never replied to our questions. If we want to clear up the truth, we might need to head back to the Powell family.â
If that was the case, they had to see old man Powell either way.
Georgia, though, still felt like it was too incredible of a speculation. The kids didnât look the same, after all.
âIf his face has gone under the knife, we can go check his facial skeleton in the hospital and see if his features have been altered.â
Aston said that, while Carr nodded.
âOur family has a lot of pharmaceutical and pharma-cosmetic enterprises. We also invested in a lot of biomedical research and all sorts of large hospitals. This case has historical precedent. It started off as ways to fix childrenâs scarred or burned faces. Itâs not impossible to turn it onto a normal child.â
The two of them spoke that way, seemingly already having worked out the logic of it.
Laurieâs eyes reddened.
âIf Lucas really is Wesley, that child really has been through too much. Getting taken away at such a young age, then having surgery on his face. We donât know who his parents are and who did this, but the people behind it need to pay!â
That was a heavy topic. No one thought that Wesleyâs situation would develop like this.
Seemed like Georgia and Robert really did have to go back to the Powell family.
They ate lunch in silence, their hearts weighed down.
Still, before the kids, they tried their best to keep it harmonious and not to let Annie and Wesley see that anything was wrong.
The afternoon came about.
Robert and Astonâs parents went straight to the hospital and got ready to put Wesley through a checkup. Carr would look on from the side.
He was one of the best surgeons in the world, so heâd get involved personally in hospital business.
As for Aston, he didnât leave, instead staying in Robert and Georgiaâs mansion.
Georgia found out that Aston was here to talk about some things regarding their experiments.
The house was left with Annie alone.
Georgia could only have her play around by herself patiently and wait for her brother to come back. She went with Aston to her miniature lab to discuss the problems they were coming across.
There were some basic tools in the mansionâs small laboratory.
Georgia and Aston experimented inside and discussed the questions that had come up in their previous research.
They spent almost the entire afternoon in the lab, then went over to the computer and entered the experimental data to see if it matched up with their originally hypothesized model.
After a while afternoon of work, the two rested for a while.
Aston spoke up curiously.
âI know itâs not exactly my place to ask, but you still havenât gone back to work and I just heard you say that you were going overseas with Robert. Did something serious happen? Do you need help?â
âItâs serious. Robert and I need to deal with it in person, and the fewer people know about this the better. Iâm sorry, but I canât tell you. But I hope youâll continue with this research. I might need your help.â
Aston fell silent and nodded. The two chatted for a while in the garden, and Aston suddenly spoke up about something else.
âYour speculation was probably right with what you said to me last time. When I went to that hematology meet overseas last time, the final results have been taken by some other company, and they released the medicine they developed early. The result had been produced from the team I was in before, but I didnât have complete data. If Kayden really had been trying to get the experimental secrets through me, she couldnât have gotten a successfully developed drug just from targeting me. I donât understand why she looked to me.â
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