Female Novel
Chapter 487
Chapter 487 Stealing At The Party
With that in mind, he lifted his blue eyes slightly and stared intently at the crescent moon outside the
window.
He suddenly thought of something. With that, he slipped his hand into his pocket and took out a small
package of powder. It was barely the size of a fingernail.
He softly stroked the paper bag with his fingertips. His gaze held a profound mystery as he pondered
over something in silence.
After four days of treatment, Jennifer finally regained consciousness.
In a state of weakness and despair, she kept her eyes partially open. It was rather unusual that she
didn’t resort to self-harm or madness. Instead, she appeared disoriented and detached as if her soul
had been taken away.
Gwendolyn, Treyton, and Brian all stared at her with tension as Jennifer leaned against the
headboard.
Treyton’s eyes turned red as he suppressed his excitement. “Jennifer, I’m Treyton, your boyfriend. Do
you
remember me?”
Jennifer kept her head lowered the whole time, showing absolutely no response. It was as if she hadn’t
heard him speak at all.
Gwendolyn also leaned in and whispered gently, “Do you still recognize me? I was your best friend
back in Fairlake Orphanage.”
If it weren’t for her intermittent eye blinking. Gwendolyn and Treyton would have thought she was
asleep.
Brian, who was beside her, documented her condition and sighed while shaking his head. “It’s still not
working. Regular medication can only manage her agitation. Without knowing the underlying cause, it’s
difficult to cure her.”
For now, the only thing they could do was wait for Charles’ welcome party.
The party would be held at the Newton residence. It would be the best time for them to make a move.
Gwendolyn sighed without a sound and said, “Jennifer, do you still remember Craig?
Jennifer could only blink her eyes. When she heard the name, she slowly lifted her eyes and said
calmly, “He is my second brother.”
Treyton turned around in surprise and exchanged glances with Gwendolyn.
At the same time, Brian quickly made a note of this new progress.
Treyton held onto Jennifer’s hand tightly and asked, “What about Jasmine?”
Jennifer remained silent and did not give any response.
“Caylie? She is your mother. Do you still remember her?” he asked again.
She remained unresponsive.
Brian carefully noted down her condition: She doesn’t remember anyone except for Mr. Craig. It’s
highly likely that he administered medication and hypnotized her while she was unconscious. novelbin
Treyton was surprised. “Craig knows how to hypnotize?”
Brian replied, “Well, I’m not familiar with Mr. Craig. Perhaps we can consult Mr. Jenson. He might have
some information.”
When Cedrick returned in the evening. Gwendolyn brought up the matter.
After pondering for a while, Cedrick responded, “When Craig was in the Federal Bureau of
Investigation training camp, he did study psychology, but it was only for a short period. Even if he has
knowledge of hypnosis, it would be only a basic understanding.”
Gwendolyn’s expression turned serious. “So you’re saying that while administering medication to
Jennifer, he could have also hypnotized her and possibly made her carry out his instructions?”
Cedrick nodded. “That’s right. I’ll make a record of this new finding. Once Charles obtains the hidden
medication from Craig at the welcome party and it’s examined by experts, we can essentially arrest the
latter.”
“Okay. This way, we can spare Jennifer from any more torture,” Gwendolyn said.
Cedrick held her slender waist, and his voice tinged with a hint of worry. “Hypnosis and medication.
administration have caused significant damage to Jennifer’s nerves. Gwenny, you need to be mentally
prepared, that she may not recover completely.”
She let out a sigh. “After all, this is only our guess. Let’s not inform Treyton for now, so he won’t be
disappointed.”
Cedrick nodded in agreement. He then held her hand, and the two of them went upstairs together to
see the babies.
The days went by with everyone barely managing to stay calm. Soon, it was the day of the Newton
family’s welcome party.
Since Treyton needed to take care of Jennifer, he didn’t attend the party.
Gwendolyn, Cedrick, Nico, and Summer dressed in their finest attire and arrived punctually at half past
seven in the evening.
“Mr. Jenson, you’re here. It has been a while, and you and your wife are still as loving as ever. You
really made others envious.” Craig had a refined smile on his face, showing both politeness and
respect.
Cedrick gave him an unfriendly expression. His eyes were filled with malevolence as he remarked, “If it
weren’t for Gwenny wanting to come, perhaps I would have directly taken Charles with me today.”
“Mr. Jenson, you must be joking. Those are grudges from over a year ago. Charles has already
realized his mistakes and won’t make any more reckless moves. Tonight, I’ll have him personally pour
you a drink as an apology. I hope it can resolve the grievances between you.” Craig smiled in an even
friendlier manner.
Cedrick let out a disdainful snort, and his arrogance reached an unprecedented level. He then led
Gwendolyn into the garden of the Newton family.
The garden gradually became crowded with guests.
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Charles wore an elegant navy-blue suit. He stood behind the curtains and observed Craig from a
distance. as the latter greeted the guests with a smiling face.
He cast a glance at his watch and realized that there were still fifteen minutes until the party would
officially begin.
This particular moment could be the perfect opportunity.
As he thought about it, he turned around and exited the room. He walked leisurely and unhurriedly in
the hallway of the spacious villa.
As Karl passed by Charles with an item in hand, the latter discreetly brushed against him without
anyone noticing.
“Oh!” Karl exclaimed.
Seeing the expensive glass bottle about to fall from Karl’s hands, Charles swiftly reached out and
caught hold of him.
In the same instant, his right hand deftly and quickly took advantage of the opportunity to slip into Karl’s
pocket.
“Are you all right?” Charles asked.
“Thank you, Mr. Charles. I’m fine.” After nodding in gratitude. Karl quickly walked away as he held the
glass bottle securely in his hands.
Charles tightened his grip on the small key in his palm as he watched Karl’s receding figure.
In these past few days, he had been observing Karl’s timing of going up to the top floor and his habit of
using his pockets, so it was quite easy for him to succeed.
He took advantage of everyone’s preoccupation with the garden and made his way up to the top floor
leisurely.
With a swift and seamless motion, he unlocked the door and quietly sneaked into the hallway on the
top
floor.
Before returning to the Newton residence, Gwendolyn had informed him about the possible location of
Caylie’s room.
With a clear objective in mind, he headed directly toward the fourth room on the left.
The moment he opened the door and caught sight of the situation inside, he was completely stunned.
Beneath the darkened sky, the Newton residence glowed with vibrant lights and decorations, creating
at beautiful spectacle. The cheerful sounds of glasses clinking and joyful toasts added an extra touch of
harmony to the atmosphere.
Gwendolyn and Cedrick would occasionally steal glances toward the dimly lit top floor.
Nico and Summer were enjoying their champagne and engaging in conversation with Craig.
Even though Craig was somewhat annoyed, he maintained his composure, bearing in mind that they
were guests, especially from the Jenson family. Thus, he didn’t exhibit his irritation too overtly.
Summer kept praising Craig nonstop and bombarded him with a series of questions.
Even under such extreme distraction, Craig’s thoughts remained focused. He promptly called for the
housekeeper. “We’re about to start in two minutes. Go check on how Mr. Charles is doing with his
preparations. Why hasn’t he come down to welcome the guests? Don’t tell me he wants a grand
entrance like a celebrity.”
He spoke with a slightly harsh tone as Summer continued to pester him.
“Yes, Mr. Craig,” the housekeeper responded.
Nico and Summer exchanged worried glances.
Summer chimed in, “Mr. Craig, it’s understandable that Charles is feeling a bit anxious. It has been
nearly a year since he last visited Chanaca.”
Nico quickly changed the topic, “Mr. Craig, tonight’s party is hosted by the Newton family. Why haven’t
we seen Mrs. Newton around?”
When asked about his mother, Craig’s face turned serious. He seemed to handle this question with
great
caution.