She is a CEO by George Chapman

Chapter 1136 Revealing Information

Time flew by and another month had passed. It was now May, and the clear blue skies every day gave a sense of endless hope. Eve would occasionally send updates from the USA, saying that her treatment was going well and that the professor had come up with a plan to control her genetic disease within healthy limits for normal living. This was already a blessing for Eve.

Along with Eve's good news came a message from Lauren.

"Arthur, are you sure?" Lucia asked skeptically when Arthur relayed Lauren's message.

"Absolutely sure. Libby is in Mexico right now," Arthur nodded.

"I guess she knows now too. Did Lauren find out anything?" Lucia sympathized with Libby as a mother who personally went to investigate whether her son was still alive in a foreign country, which required immense courage and determination.

"Lauren is keeping the locals quiet for now and hasn't told Libby the truth yet. We'll have to discuss it first before we say anything," Arthur admitted that Lauren was very meticulous in handling things.

"I think... we should tell Miles," Lucia frowned slightly as she carefully considered what to do about Libby's situation, feeling sorry for her plight as an aimless woman searching without direction, "Otherwise, it would be like cutting off both their hopes at once."

"A false hope can hurt more than no hope at all. Let us handle this bad guy ourselves since Libby won't last much longer if she continues wandering around aimlessly like this anyway. Besides, she isn't weak- willed since she dared go all the way to Mexico herself. I'm sure she has prepared herself mentally," Lucia said firmly, "Moreover, let's inform Miles too."

That night after receiving Lucia's call, Miles didn't even know when he hung up his phone. His mobile slipped from his hand long ago while he sat on the couch motionless until he finally digested everything after some time had passed.

No wonder why Libby contacted him less frequently these days. Every conversation only consisted of brief reports of safety. It turned out that she went looking for their son...

Miles felt an excruciating pain deep inside him; he almost didn't dare contact his wife through his phone because he feared losing any remaining hope altogether after making this call.

But upon second thought, even his wife had the courage to personally go to Mexico and verify if their son was still alive. She had more backbone than he did! Miles picked up his phone. Trembling slightly, Miles pressed the phone number and felt a mix of emotions as he waited for his wife to answer the call.

"Hello, Miles, why are you calling at this time?" Libby's voice sounded very calm.

"Libby, where are you now?" Miles asked with great complexity.

Libby remained silent for a while before saying, "Of course I am in the hospital."

Miles hung his head and let out a deep sigh. "Don't lie to me. Did you go to Mexico?"

Another wave of dead silence followed, and then Libby's mournful voice sounded, "You know now..."

For a long time, there had been a telepathic connection between the couple. They no longer hided things from each other. Miles asked in a muffled voice,

"Why did you receive Casper's message?"

"Nia came to see me, but I had already suspected something was wrong. Her words confirmed my suspicions and Rhys and Peter eventually confessed under my pressure. Miles, I know you still hold onto hope, but I want it just as much as you do... But did you know that the person you asked to hear our son's voice had pre-recorded those sounds? I saw it with my own eyes. Miles, our son..."

At this point, Libby was already in tears and unable to speak the word she wanted to say, nor did she dare to say it.

Miles wilted instantly, his once straight posture seeming unable to bear the despair emanating from deep within him. He let out a long sigh and choked out,

"Libby... if you can... if... bring his body back!"

On the other end of the line, all that could be heard from Libby was a mournful sobbing, echoing for what seemed like an eternity through the receiver. No matter how heartbroken and sad she felt, she knew that she could never bring her son back.

"Miles, don't let him go!" This was the last sentence that Libby said with a sob.

The next day, when Libby took Rhys and Thomas to the street again, she clearly noticed that the people wandering on the street were looking at her differently. They no longer had malicious scrutiny but were much kinder. After they turned a corner, a scarred Asian man approached them and struck up a conversation.

The man briefly introduced himself as a local plastic surgery doctor. When Libby heard the words "plastic surgery", her hair stood on end. Regardless of the difference between men and women, she directly grabbed the man's hand, and her voice was hoarse,

"Do you know my son? His name is Casper Wood! Have you met him?!"

The doctor glanced at Libby and looked around before leading the three of them to a small clinic. After Libby sat down, he finally spoke,

"Recently, I have been hearing people talking about several citizens of Athegate searching for someone on the streets. Although I am not sure if the business deal I took and your son are related, I can reveal some information to you."

Without hesitation, Rhys stepped forward and placed several stacks of US dollars on the table, saying seriously, "Please be sure to tell us the relevant information about this person."

"No need," the doctor waved his hand. He was following orders from the Osade family, so he couldn't accept any rewards. After glancing at Rhys, he continued speaking,

"A long time ago, a group of citizens of Athegate came to my place. Among them, a young boy was held hostage. I don't know his name. Afterwards, the leader of this group asked me to make him look like that boy. They stayed in my clinic all the time, and I also saw that the leader kept imitating the behavior of the boy during the recovery period, and even forced him to reveal a lot of information about his own family, until he completely turned into him. But the voice cannot be copied, so he also underwent vocal cord plastic surgery to change his voice."

"That boy..." Needless to say, Libby had already confirmed that the boy the doctor was referring to was her own son. She held back tears and asked tremblingly,

"What happened in the end?"