Chapter 91: The Secret Enemy


    Walking into the hospital, Ethan was clenching his hand into a fist. A police officer walked with him


    and reported, "Mr. Wright. The other kidnapper is dead. The other is having an operation. We will


    soon find out of their intentions."


    "The tes to the ck van... Sadly, they are fake," revealed the police. "It would seem as though,


    the ident, a block away from the hotel, was also part of their n."


    Ethan''s eyes narrowed, hearing the statementing from the police. His jaws tightened before


    asking, "Where is my wife?"


    "She is being checked right now." Pointing to a guarded room, the police said, "That room at the


    end of the hallway."


    Seeing Edgar by the door, Ethan red at him and said, "I expected much from you, Edgar."


    "I''m sorry, Mr. Wright." Edgar could only apologize, ming himself for beingte.


    That night, he had several bumps while driving in the direction of the hotel from the mansion. It was


    as if, circumstances were nted for him to bete in fetching Samantha.


    Taking a deep breath, Ethan tightened his hand against the knob. When he opened the door, he


    saw his wife, sitting in a hospital bed, embracing herself with her arms.


    Her father, Winfield Davis was already there. His hands were on his waist, standing in front of


    Samantha.


    "Ethan," called Winfield. "What took you so long."


    "Sorry father, I had to ease the children before leaving," Ethan answered.


    Samantha turned around and seeing her husband she cried outright.


    Her eyes were already puffed from the experience of nearly being taken. For thest half an hour,


    she had been talking to the police and the medical team of the hospital while being examined.


    "Sam, honey. I''m sorry," Ethan said outright, hugging Samantha. He repeatedly pecked on her


    forehead and said, "I''m so sorry."


    "Ethan, this attempt abduction was nned," told the General. "I have my men check their sources,


    even with the police."


    "The only people I know of who would want to hurt Samantha badly are Annie and Catherine, but


    their sources of money and connections are depleted now. I don''t think they have the capacity of


    nning this." Winfield shook his head before saying, "I will have to check with ke Taylor''s family


    though."


    "Ethan, I''m worried. They injected me with something. I''m really worried," Samantha said with


    difficulty, catching her breath as she expressed her words.


    "Shhhh." Ethan stroked Samantha''s hair and said, "We are going to find out what it was, okay. I had


    already spoken to the hospital director about the syringe. They are going to analyze the contents


    and get back to us with an answer soon."


    "Everything will be alright, Sam. Everything will be fine," Ethan added.


    In the days following that incident, news spread across the city of the attempt to kidnap the new


    Mrs. Wright.


    All the more, Ethan strengthened the security around his home, his children, and most especially


    Samantha''s.


    Winfield naturally offered his soldiers as an added guard to Ethan and Samantha, not knowing who


    the enemy was.


    Further investigation was done,ing from both Ethan''s and Winfield''s sides. Both their analysis


    suggested that it was not the doing of ke''s family nor Catherine''s end. They were at a dead end,


    unable to find out who was their secret enemy.


    Their only hope was the kidnapper, currently in aa after his surgery.


    Meanwhile, as they wait for the results of theboratory, studying the syringe used to inject


    Samantha, paranoia struck Samantha that she no longer epted a hug or kiss from Ethan and her


    children.


    She took two days off from the hotel, but upon her return, she reduced her interaction with her co-


    chefs and ensured to wear a mask every time.


    Despite receiving the initial blood results, showing that herboratories were normal, Samantha was


    feeling reluctant.


    The real score would be knowing what was inside the syringe, and theboratory requested for an


    entire week to determine the exact contents.


    Finally, the week passed and Ethan received a call from the privateboratory handling the


    examination of the syringe''spositions.


    It was from his office that he took the call, speaking to one Dr. Rakesh on the other line.


    "What is the update, Dr. Rakesh?" Ethan asked while tightly holding his phone up to his ear.


    "Mr. Wright, the contents of the syringe are ovarian fluids from an infected woman with a disease


    which has been heard to have originated in Cambodia and Vietnam. Particrly the towns that


    bordered the two countries," reported Dr. Rakesh. "It is said to be an autoimmune disease but


    nothing is certain for now."


    Ethan gulped at the revtion. He massaged his temples and asked, "What are... the symptoms of


    this disease? What will happen to my wife? What is the cure?"


    "Mr. Wright... the disease seems to develop only in women. It''s not infectious by touch or exchange


    in saliva, but it supposedly develops in women with a poor immune system," answered the man on


    the phone. "It is a newly discovered disease that affects the woman''s electrolytes and blood


    vessels, causing inmmation. The disease is called the Kannareth Disease. It was named after the


    doctor who first discovered it and was also a victim."


    With a long sigh, Dr. Rakesh told, "Dr. Chan Kannareth died of the infection a year after developing


    it... Mr. Wright, as of now, there is no known cure for the illness. There are reports of survivors, but


    nothing is told about how they had remission."


    "Mr. Wright, we don''t know for sure if your wife will develop the disease, despite being exposed. We


    need to have her under more tests in the next few days and maybe weeks."


    There was a moment of silence before Dr. Rakesh resumed, "I''m sorry, Mr. Wright. I don''t know how


    this sample got here, but I only know of two pharmaceuticals who are in pursuit of finding a cure for


    this disease... The BNU pharmaceuticals and a newpany in Asia, the Sawyer and Sons... They


    will most likely have more information bout this illness."


    Ethan suddenly felt chills down his spine. His hand gripped against his mobile as his teeth gritted in


    anger. He repeated, "The - The Sawyer and Sons."


    "Yes, Mr. Wright. They are fairly new as apany, but they managed to rise in Asia," revealed the


    man on the other line.


    Ethan''s insides were screaming in anger. It took all of him to find the words to say, "Thank you,


    doctor. Please connect me to the people with the BNU Pharmaceuticals in theing days. In the


    meantime, I will bring my wife to theboratory for more tests tomorrow."


    Inside the CEO''s office, the temperature fell to a near ten degrees.


    Ethan''s insides were enraged. He swiped his desk clean with his hand, throwing away the papers


    on the desk, screaming while he was at it.


    It was never like him to lose his cool, but inflicting pain on his pampered wife was far below the line.


    He took heavy breaths as he called his father.


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    "Ethan, what''s the news?" He heard Daniel Wright ask.


    "Dad, uncle Sawyer, and Steven are behind this," told Ethan. "They just infected my wife with a


    disease their newpany is currently studying!"


    "Dad, they will pay for this! They will pay!" Ethan announced while his entire body shuddered in


    anger.