Chapter 363 Looking for Trouble

Chapter 366 Contact Xander

Jonathan directly handed Austin the photos of Logan's gruesome death.

Austin looked at the photos, his face turning pale, his teeth chattering - clearly terrified.

He kept saying "impossible," but he already believed it.

Seeing Logan's terrible condition, what didn't Austin understand? All of this was done by the Harpers family.

Naomi asked, "You should know, the Harpers family has so many human experiments. Logan was taken for experiments, wasn't he? The witch doctor's fate, isn't it?"

"Either a terrible death, or death from illness. Your hand tremors are already out of control now, aren't they?"

Austin instinctively covered his left hand, looking at Naomi in terror. "You know? Or have you already found a solution?"

"I've found a treatment. As long as I get the latest cell regeneration chamber, I can solve this problem." Naomi spoke with certainty, though she still felt somewhat worried inside.

She only had guesses now and didn't really know what the witch doctor's fate was.

But Austin seemed very happy. The terror in his eyes disappeared, replaced by excitement.

"Right, you're his daughter. How could you not be able to do it?"

"Didn't Lloyd only get sick after he was sixty or seventy? He's still alive now."

"You must have found a way, otherwise he wouldn't have survived this long! Naomi, it must be you!"

Austin seemed crazed, crying one moment and laughing the next.

Finally, he looked seriously at Naomi. "Naomi, you came to find me - what do you want? The cell regeneration chamber, or your father?"

"I want to contact Xander."

Half an hour later, Naomi left the detention center, her mood increasingly complicated.

From Austin, she finally learned about the witch doctor's fate - under intense concentration that exhausted their energy, a witch doctor's nervous system was more prone to collapse than normal people.

The reason no more witch doctors appeared in the Harpers family was because no one could fully concentrate all their energy. Even the few who could learn part of the witch doctor's healing arts would have their nervous systems collapse by age thirty.

Actually, besides Everett, Xander had also succeeded, but Xander started showing side effects at forty and could only control them with medication. Later he was controlled by Vivian, and even Austin could only see Xander once a year at Christmas.

But Austin did have a way to contact Xander.

Xander hadn't given up on escaping. Every day at 2 AM, when the caregivers changed shifts, he would turn on his private phone and contact his trusted confidants, Austin being one of them.

Just as Naomi thought, how could Xander, the head of the Harpers family, be willing to become a backdrop behind Vivian?

Xander had been building his own forces, looking for a chance to fight back.

Naomi memorized the phone number, then borrowed a lighter and burned the note.

Jonathan drove himself today, and the two went straight back to the hospital room.

At 1 AM, Jonathan's people had already arrived at airports in three countries, just waiting for Grace to appear.

"Vivian is very smart. She bought plane tickets to three different countries under Grace's name. My people are already at the airports."

"What about Vivian's ticket?" Naomi asked.

Jonathan laughed coldly. "She bought a ticket for a luxury cruise, SVIP cabin that can fit four people, sailing for a day and night."

"Grace must be on the cruise. Is there a way to stop it?" Naomi immediately asked.

Jonathan patted her shoulder. "To be absolutely sure, I've already contacted the maritime police. We should have results in a few hours."

"No matter where Grace is, I can bring her back. I definitely won't let anything happen to her."

Naomi let out a long breath, finally relaxing.

"Then we just need to contact Xander."

She believed that with her medical skills, the other party had no reason to refuse, unless Xander really didn't want to live.

Jonathan held her in his arms, his voice becoming gentler.

"Naomi, I believe we can definitely get the cell regeneration chamber this time. The Harpers family isn't considered a prestigious family in Valensia. As long as we know Xander's location, we can rescue him."

"The private jet is ready anytime. As soon as we find the latest cell regeneration chamber, it will be shipped back home immediately."

"I'll do everything I can to help you, and also help Mr. Wallace and Grandpa." Jonathan's voice paused, then continued, "And your biological father - he might have really had his reasons back then."

Jonathan had privately investigated what happened with the Harpers family back then. Although many details were still unclear, he had roughly pieced together the whole story.

The Harpers family was severely divided internally. Over all these years, only Everett had emerged as a capable witch doctor, and he married Anneliese, a rising star in technology. Everyone thought they could lead the Harpers family to new heights.

But the Harpers family pushed too hard. To stabilize his position as family head and to control Everett and Anneliese, Xander used methods to try to take Naomi away.

"But they never intended to kill Anneliese. That lab accident really was an accident. Your mom died protecting you. Your dad returned to the country at that time, and his daughter was also lost then."

"He said his daughter was kidnapped by human traffickers. At that time, the Harpers family was doing human experiments, so he didn't dare report it to the police, and of course the Harpers family didn't dare act rashly either."

Jonathan's voice seemed somewhat sad. "That same year, Luna pretended to give birth to you and brought you to Sunny Bay City, and you became the Kennedy family's daughter."

"Luna did have a little connection to the Harpers family, but only a tiny blood relation. The Harpers family didn't even know she was their relative, so you also escaped disaster."

"This is all what you investigated?" Naomi looked up in surprise.

Jonathan responded, "Sorry, I investigated without your permission."

"No, it's good, really." Naomi hugged him tightly, her voice choking up. "Jonathan, thank you so much. I always thought no one loved me, that I was someone unworthy of love, so no one loved me from childhood."

"Thank you for letting me know that my parents sacrificed so much for me, that they both loved me."

Naomi's tears became uncontrollable, drops of tears wetting Jonathan's collar.

He held Naomi tightly, gently patting her back. "Naomi, it's not just them who love you. Grandpa and Mr. Wallace love you too, and Lawrence, Josie, and all your fans - everyone loves you."

"And me, I love you the most."

Naomi stared at Jonathan, then kissed his lips forcefully.

At 2 AM, the phone alarm went off, and the two quickly separated.

Naomi's face flushed red. She coughed hard a few times, then dialed the number etched in her mind.

After a few rings, an elderly voice answered, "Who is this?"

Naomi took a deep breath, then said, "Everett's daughter, Naomi."