Chapter 192
When the butler saw Ulric leave, he hurriedly nodded to Ken, turned around, and followed after him.
Watching the two of them leave, Ken narrowed his cold eyes and turned to walk toward the bedroom.
Half an hour later, two cars stopped at the entrance of the Swanson villa.
Inside the brightly lit mansion, as soon as Ken entered the living room, he heard Margaret on the landline saying, “What’s wrong with her? She was perfectly fine. You must be mistaken…”
Astrid had already changed into her clothes and was preparing to leave when she saw Ken standing at the doorway.
She immediately put on a smile, looking like a caring mother.
“Why are you going out in such thin clothing? It’s late at night, you should wear a coat,” Astrid said, calling a servant to fetch Ulric’s overcoat hanging in the living room. She reached out to help Ken put it on.
Ken stepped back coldly, causing Astrid’s hand to awkwardly hang in mid–air.
However, she was used to finding an excuse for herself. She smiled and said, “You young people aren’t afraid of the cold. Don’t blame me if you catch a cold later.”
Ken didn’t respond at all and walked straight toward Margaret.
“Grandma, I’m back.”
Seeing him, Margaret seemed to find her backbone.
“Ken, have you heard? Do you think Cadence will inherit her mother’s traits? Although she often speaks without discretion and does foolish things, she was raised by me. I’m really worried that she might end up like her mother. Her mother jumped off a building and died. I’m really worried…”
Ken gently held Margaret’s hand and reassured her in a soft voice, “It won’t happen, Grandma. Medical science has advanced significantly. She will be fine, trust me.”
Margaret shook her head. “I can’t rest easy, I have to go to her house to take a look.”
“Grandma.” Ken stopped her. “It’s already very late, and you’ve just recovered from your illness. It’s not good for you to be rushing around. How about I go check on her?”
Margaret hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Alright, but you must keep a close eye on her for me.”
“Sure.”
After reassuring Margaret, Ken asked Astrid to stay behind and brought a psychiatrist with him as he headed alone to Cadence’s house.
Wendell waited anxiously for Astrid but was surprised to see Ken arrive instead.
When he saw Ken, he had a bad feeling. He smiled stiffly and said, “Mr. Swanson, why are you here?”
Given that Ken was his nephew, he should have called him by his name, but after interacting with him for this period of time, he no longer dared to call him that.
“I’m here to see her for Grandma,” Ken said, motioning for the psychiatrist and two bodyguards to Cadence’s room.
At that moment, Cadence was speaking incoherently, repeatedly murmuring “Don’t bite me.”
Ken said expressionlessly, “Doctor, in this situation, shouldn’t we just send her to a mental hospital?”
The doctor paused for a moment, then instantly understood what Ken meant when he saw the look in his eyes.
“Yes, it’s a dangerous situation, with a possibility of self–harm. It’s best to send her to a mental hospital and start intervention immediately.”
“Okay, let’s do that. Get an anesthetic to ensure her safety on the way.”
Two minutes later.
Wendell, who was stopped outside the door, felt a jolt in his heart as he saw his daughter being carried by bodyguards, unconscious.
“Mr. Swanson? Cadence…
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Chapter 192
“The doctor advised sending her directly to the mental hospital for her own safety.”
“What?” Wendell’s expression instantly changed. “This won’t do! If word gets out, her career will be ruined?”
Ken said indifferently, “I’m doing this for her own good.”
“No!”
Wendell moved forward to stop the bodyguards, but suddenly, a dozen more appeared out of nowhere, surrounding him.
“Ken! What are you doing? If you want to deal with me, come to me! Cadence grew up with you. She has never offended you. Why are you treating her like this? Don’t you think you’re too cruel?”
Ken sneered lightly. “I could even cripple Ulric’s legs. What are you compared to him?”
Wendell straightened his back in shock.
Ken even admitted to this matter. What did he mean? Was he really going to disregard their past relationship and attack Cadence?
The bodyguard carried Cadence out.
Wendell suddenly widened his eyes and rushed towards Cadence crazily. However, before he could take more than a few steps, a bodyguard swiftly knocked him unconscious with a chop, and he slumped to the ground.
Ken did not even look at Wendell. He ordered the bodyguards coldly, “Guard this place, and don’t let him go out or contact anyone before tomorrow.”
“Yes!”
Having done all this, Ken drove away, his car disappearing into the mist of the late night.
The next day.
Melody unusually slept in lazily. Things that happened yesterday had left her physically and mentally exhausted, so when she woke up, she found the sun already high in the sky.
She reached for her phone to check the time, but as soon as she unlocked it, a breaking news headline automatically popped up.
“Breaking News! Famous model and fashion designer, Cadence Hunter, suddenly had a mental illness yesterday. She’s currently at the Silverlake Mental Health Center for treatment. Please click for details…”
Upon seeing Cadence’s name, any drowsiness Melody felt immediately vanished.
She clicked on the news and saw the headline image on the top, showing Cadence being escorted into the hospital by two mental health professionals, one on each side. Despite the side view, she could clearly recognize Cadence.
Cadence wasn’t yet famous enough to be followed by paparazzi late at night. Even if they did catch her, given her relationship with the Swanson family, such news shouldn’t have surfaced.
Melody stared at the attached photo for a few seconds before calling Ken.
The phone was answered almost immediately, but instead of Ken’s voice, a strange male voice came through first.
“The final review from Miss Murphy has passed, but I feel we still need to enhance user experience before making a final decision. We seem to disagree on this point…”
When Melody heard this, she knew that Ken was at Ximber Tech. She quickly said, “I’m sorry to disturb you. I’ll call back later.”
She was about to hang up the phone when she heard Ken say, “No need.” Then he added, “You can go out first. I’ll have someone test the product and then provide detailed feedback.”
The man on the other end replied, “Yes.” Then, there was the sound of the door closing.
“What’s wrong?” Ken’s voice was low and hoarse. As a doctor, Melody knew that he had a cold.
She paused, holding her phone. “I saw a news article.”
‘About Cadence’s?”