Chapter 1089: Chapter 1092

Chapter 1092

“I get it.” Lincoln looked up with a gentle smile. “I don’t blame him.”

Vicky studied his expression. ’ You don’t?”

“All the conflicts between us two are nothing but a big misunderstanding.” Lincoln sighed. “However,

some misunderstandings can’t be cleared by words alone, so it takes time.” He shot her another warm

smile. “Since he doesn’t want me to know about this, I’ll pretend like I don’t know a thing, alright?” 1

Seeing how understanding Lincoln was, Vicky became increasingly convinced that Tyler merely picked

a fight with Lincoln over rumors.

Vicky nodded. “Alright.”

At that moment, Angela returned after fetching lunch. Upon seeing Vicky, Angela hesitated for a

moment before respectfully saying, “Miss Shaw, it’s getting late. You should go downstairs and have

your meal.”

It was clear that she was being urged to leave.

Seeing that Lincoln was about to have his meal, Vicky did not plan on staying either.

She stood up and said, “I’ll take my leave then, Second Young Master. Remember to call me if you

need anything.”

In these past few days, Lincoln hardly assigned her any tasks.

“Alright.” Lincoln’s voice remained gentle. “Go and have your meal.”

After Vicky left, Lincoln looked at the lunch placed in front of him, and his deep gaze darkened.

Seeing that he had not moved for a while, Angela spoke up,” Second Young Master, would you like me

to feed you?”

Lincoln snapped out of his thoughts and calmly replied, “No, I can manage by myself.”

He picked up a dish and elegantly began to eat.

As usual, Lincoln finished his entire lunch, and half an hour later, he fell asleep.

At night, a figure silently entered Lincoln’s room without making a sound.

Inside the room, Lincoln stood by the window, having waited for some time.

“Mister Lincoln.” The person respectfully lowered their head. “I have obtained the results of the

investigation you asked for.”

To avoid detection, the room remained unlit. Only the pure moonlight seeped through the clear glass

windows, casting silver rays into space.

Lincoln turned his head; shrouded in the dim air, his facial expression was indistinguishable. In a low

voice, he asked,”

And how did it go?”

“As you suspected, traces of sleeping medication were indeed found in your bloodstream.”

Lincoln showed no surprise upon hearing this. “Anything else?”

The person hesitated for a moment and spoke in a low voice, “There is another toxin… Although not

fatal, it harms the facial cells and is likely to cause rashes and, in severe cases, inflammation, and

ulcers.”

“Heh.” Lincoln chuckled ambiguously. “As expected of Tyler.”

“By the way.” the person seemed to recall something and continued, “Recently, it seems that the

Yeagers caught wind of some rumors and are preparing to come to Zendonia. I suspect that…”