Chapter 67


    Chapter 67 Southern City Psychiatric Hospital


    I pursed my l*ps and after thinking for a moment said, “Maybe there’s an issue with the timing of


    Moore’s pregnancy.”


    Sweety paused and then said, “You mean Moore was already pregnant, but then she sought out Idris,


    secretly had a rtionship with him, and then told him she was pregnant?”


    I could not figure out what exactly was going on at the time. When Moore told me she was pregnant,


    she said she was already two months along. Indeed, there was not much difference between a two–


    month and a three–month pregnancy belly.


    It seemed I needed to find an opportunity to look at Moore’s belly to see if there were any clues.


    After thinking for a while, I shook my head and said to Sweety, “I’m not clear about what’s going on


    right now, but I’mm certain that Noah’s return must mean something. We need to figure out what he’s


    nning by suddenlying back to Lake City,”


    Sweety pouted. “It must be because he’s running out of money and hase back to make more.


    Otherwise, why would hee back? From their conversation, it seems like they’re targeting the


    Youngs. It looks like Idris is not only set to be dad but might also end up being used as their


    ATM.”


    After saying this, she snorted and continued, “Idris deserves it, leaving a wife like you for an


    extramarital affair. It’s karma. And that Madam Young deserves it too. By taking Moore in, it won’t be


    long before she might unknowingly be harmed by her.”


    I tapped her head and said helplessly, “My dear journalist, stop brainstorming. You have more


    important things to do now.”


    “What things?”


    I pulled her out of the private room, and as we walked, I said, “We need to inform the police about


    Noah’s return. Regardless of how the police handle it, they should at least be aware of it. But I have


    other things to do now, so you’ll have to go to the police station yourself.”


    She was puzzled. “Why don’t we go together? What do you have to doter?”


    “Handle Scott Corporation’s affairs,” I replied, looking at her. “Scott Corporation’s funds are being


    embezzled, and I can’t just let it go. So, you’ll have to go to the police station.”


    After thinking for a moment, she nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll go there in a bit. I don’t have anything


    else to do anyway.” After watching Sweety leave, I went to the psychiatric hospital in the Southern City,


    following the address Uncle Marcus had


    sent me.


    The hospital was located in a somewhat remote area, with its doors tightly closed and almost no one


    around, making it look almost abandoned.


    I knocked on the front gate a few times. The door was then opened by an elderly man, who looked at


    me with deep frown lines and asked, “Who are you looking for, youngdy?”


    I looked inside and said to the old man, “Gramps, I’vee to visit a rtive who was admitted here


    recently due to illness.. wanted to check on her.”


    The old man clicked his tongue and said, “Didn’t we notify you people about the specific visiting hours?


    You cane over the weekend. We don’t allow visits on weekdays.”


    I was taken aback and feigned ignorance, saying, “I’m really sorry, I just found out about this. Gramps,


    I’ve alreadye all this way. Could you let me visit for a bit?”


    The elderly man thought for a moment and then said, “I can’t make that decision. I’ll have to ask the


    person in charge. You walt here, I’ll go ask ”


    After saying this, he closed the door again.


    I waited outside for a few minutes before the door opened again. The old man said, “Youngdy, they


    said no. All of the patients here are in severe condition, and there aren’t many doctors around today. If


    a patient has an episode and hurts you,


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    Chapter 67 Southern City Psychiatric Hospital


    we won’t be able to exin it to the authorities. Please go back ande again on the weekend.”


    With that, he did not wait for me to respond and closed the door.


    I frowned. All of them were severely ill patients?


    Since I could not enter through the main gate, I would not be able to inquire further. But havinge all


    this way, I did not want to leave empty–handed.


    After some thought, I decided to walk around the perimeter of the hospital. The hospital was


    surrounded by high walls, and some areas even had electric fences. It looked more like a detention


    center than a hospital.


    Seeing the situation, I called Uncle Marcus. When he answered, I asked, “Uncle Marcus, what’s the


    deal with this Southern City Psychiatric Hospital? Why are only rtives allowed to visit on weekends,


    and why are there electric fences around the hospital?”


    After listening to my inquiries, Uncle Marcus replied, “It’s like this, Ms. Scott. That hospital mostly


    houses patients with severe violent tendencies or those with high 10s and criminal inclinations, such as


    split personalities. Many of the patients have been inbor camps before and were sent there after their


    mental issues were discovered. Some are even death row inmates. That’s why there are special


    regtions in ce, mainly for better management.”