Seize His Little Wife

This Doctor Luise, since he can be easily bought and hypnotized, is not a good person in himself.

And she’d heard from Ives Norton that this Doctor Luise hadn’t done a lot of underhanded things since she’d taken up her position as a psychiatrist, she’d just consistently hidden them well enough not to get caught.

So there was no psychological burden at all for her to torture such a person to ask for the answers she wanted.

Yet Ives Norton shook his head, “No.”

“Why?” Christine White frowned.

Ives Norton helplessly returned, “Because people who can be psychiatrists are psychologically strong in ways that others can’t imagine, they won’t give in to physical pain, and often psychiatrists have mental illnesses, and he’s no exception, so there’s no way we can torture him into giving up Molly Bort. ”

“I can’t believe this is happening!” Christine White clenched her palms in resignation.

Ives Norton spread his hands, “But everyone has weaknesses, and psychiatrists are no exception.”

“So what’s his weakness?” Christine White looked at Doctor Luise, who had been re-stuffed with a towel, and looked away from him, afraid to look at him more.

Ives Norton stroked his chin and thought, “It’s not clear for now, but it’s easy to figure it out, Mentor should know, because back then, after he betrayed several of our brothers and sisters, he also tried to discredit us, but the only one who didn’t dare to do so was Mentor, and he even feared Mentor, so I think that Mentor should have a handle on him in his hand.”

“In that case, Ives …”

“I know, I’ll contact my mentor.” Ives Norton knew what she was going to say and took the matter in hand before she could finish her sentence.

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“No trouble, so let’s get out now, there’s no use staying here.” Ives Norton said.

Christine White nodded repeatedly, “Good.”

She’s been wanting to get out for a long time.

Even though the place was covered by a curtain, she still felt eerie.

The two stopped caring about Doctor Luise and headed straight out of the basement.

Once outside, Christine White suggests that Ives Norton move Doctor Luise out of the basement and rearrange a place to lock him up – the basement, after all, is unspeakable.

Ives Norton eventually agreed.

But Christine White, fearing that those guarding Doctor Luise will be unknowingly hypnotized, as she is, proposes again that Ives Norton blindfold Doctor Luise.

That way, no one should be hypnotized.

With temporary relief at the thought, Christine White took the warm water handed to her by Ives Norton and took a gentle sip.

“By the way, how’s it going at Leo Bort’s?” Ives Norton asked suddenly.

Christine White sat on the couch at the cottage, “Not sure, I haven’t been asking about Leo Bort for a while now, but the people guarding Leo Bort haven’t contacted me either, so I don’t think there’s been any progress yet.”

“In that case, do you want to check it out?” Ives Norton offered.

Christine White looked at him, “Going to check it out?”

“Well, Leo Bort doesn’t know you’re alive yet, and if you go over there, he’s sure to get a shock, and usually when people are surprised, their inner defenses are lowered, and a lot of things are easy to ask once you ask them, so you can try.” Ives Norton said.

Christine White mused for a moment and nodded, “Maybe you’re right, so in a couple days, I’ll make a trip over there.”

“Could be.” Ives Norton took a sip from his own glass of water as well.

At that moment, the cell phone in Christine White’s bag rang.

She put down her glass of water and took her cell phone out, glancing at the screen before answering it, “Hello?”

“Superintendent, Ann Lane has been picked up.” Lisa’s voice came.

Christine White rubbed her glass of water and gave a soft hmmm to indicate she knew, “Who picked it up?”

“It’s President Lane,” Lisa replied.

The corner of Christine White’s mouth hooked out a cold smile, “He’s really dedicated as a father, he actually went to pick it up himself, what’s his expression? Worried or nervous?”

“Neither.”

“Hmm? No?” Christine White raised an eyebrow.

The fact that he went to pick up Ann Lane shows that Baird Lane still cares about Ann Lane as his stepdaughter.

But on his face, there was actually no worry or nervousness, which was a bit strange.

“Yes, it really wasn’t, Ann Lane was carried out of the police station by Special Assistant Gates and the whole time over LandPresident Lane hadn’t gotten out of the car, and if it hadn’t been for his window being open I wouldn’t have known he was here too.” Lisa said.

Christine White moved the phone away slightly and looked at Ives Norton, “What do you mean by Baird Lane?”

Ives Norton sipped his water calmly, “Who knows, why don’t I go ask for you?”

“No, I’ll do it myself.” Christine White declined his offer and brought the phone back to her ear, “Okay, I get it, they didn’t find you, did they?”

“No, I parked far away and was looking through binoculars.” Lisa replied confidently.

Christine White nodded, “That’s good, you come back first.”

“Yes.”

The call hangs up, and instead of putting the phone down, Christine White flips through Baird Lane’s phone number and dials it from another cell phone number in front of Ives Norton.

The phone was quickly answered and Baird Lane’s low voice with a hint of huskiness rang out, “Little Bo’s mom.”

“President Lane, did the baby get it?” Christine White asked knowingly.

Baird Lane was silent for a moment before giving a soft hmmm in reply.

Christine White smiled a little coldly, “President Lane, are you angry?”

“Angry?” On the other end of the line, Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of suspicion in them.

“Yeah, pissed off that her kid was bullied like that, Ann Lane was scared out of her wits and hasn’t calmed down at this point, has she?” Christine White said.

Baird Lane glanced at Ann Lane, who was being held in Gates’ arms, unable to be coaxed, struggling with a single shriek, panic written all over her face , and didn’t answer.

Indeed, Ann Lane was so stunned that she didn’t wake up at this moment, and besides screaming, her mouth kept saying something like the monster was going to eat her and it hurt so much.

You can see what kind of shock Ann Lane was in before they picked her up.

“I’m not mad.” Baird Lane withdrew his gaze and returned his mind to the phone.

Christine White flinched, “Not mad?”

“Uh-huh.”

Christine White looked at Ives Norton.

Ives Norton shrugged his shoulders and said he didn’t know why Baird Lane wasn’t angry.

Christine White had no choice but to ask it herself.

Baird Lane was muted on the other end of the line for a few seconds before he spoke up and answered, “Ann did something wrong and deserves to be punished, just what she deserves.”

Hearing this, Christine White snorted, “President Lane really does see the point, but why did you hesitate to punish Ann Lane when I kept asking you to do it yourself? Now that I have disciplined her, you say she deserves it.”

Baird Lane explained in a slightly apologetic tone, “I was unsure of how to discipline Ann before, she is only a five year old after all.”

“Child? What an ironic word, whose children are as vicious as your children?” Christine White mocked.

Baird Lane isn’t talking anymore.

Because what she says is true, Ann Lane is indeed vicious and her tactics, even worse than some adults.

“Forget it, what about Ann Lane, I’ve already punished her, I’m calling you now President Lane, just to remind you to get her a psychiatrist before she turns out to be stupid.” Christine White said as she flicked her nails.

Not that she was being nice, she just wanted Baird Lane to know that Doctor Luise was gone.

With Doctor Luise as his exclusive psychiatrist, if he’s looking for one, it’s definitely Doctor Luise he’s looking for.

Once Doctor Luise is out of the picture, he’s sure to realize that things are starting to get serious.