Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 997: The Next Target

Wilder Sheridan held the scalding porridge in his mouth, unable to spit it out or swallow it, his eyes welled up with tears, looking like he was so overwhelmed with excitement.

"He’s just so happy to see you." Eli Sheridan gently patted Wilder’s back and explained softly to Ann Vaughn.

Is that so?

Ann Vaughn looked at Wilder Sheridan’s trembling lips and then at the steaming bowl of porridge in Eli Sheridan’s hands, suddenly understanding something.

"Brother, let me feed Wilder."

Upon hearing this, Wilder Sheridan almost burst into tears on the spot.

Sister! Now this is his real sister!!

"Alright." Eli Sheridan nodded, stood up to make space for Ann Vaughn, and then casually placed a few napkins underneath the porridge bowl before handing it to her.

Wilder Sheridan, catching an inadvertent glimpse of this scene: ???

Didn’t they say the Sheridan Family wasn’t that delicate??

Finally swallowing the mouthful of porridge, Wilder’s tongue was almost numb. Just as he wanted to accuse his big brother, Ann fed him a spoonful of cooled porridge.

"You just woke up, you can’t eat anything hard to digest. Start with some plain porridge, and I’ll make you a medicinal meal at noon." Ann Vaughn thought he was unwilling to eat the bland porridge and tried to persuade him.

Hearing this, the little brat’s eyes lit up instantly, and the slight grievance in his heart disappeared completely as he nodded vigorously.

Halfway through the nod, Wilder suddenly sensed something was off, looking at Ann Vaughn in surprise and asked, "Sis, have you regained your memory?"

Ann Vaughn paused with the ladle in her hand, and her eyes gradually dimmed.

Memories involving Eli Sheridan and Wilder Sheridan in her mind were becoming more and more vivid these days.

Even just seeing certain things would trigger corresponding images to surface in her mind. Probably in some time, her memory would fully return.

However, as the sensation of her memory returning grew stronger, she didn’t feel the slightest happiness.

Instead, there was an inexplicable sense of loss lingering in her heart.

It was as if... she had lost something more important than the memories she now possessed.

Perhaps Ann Vaughn’s silence lasted too long, even Eli Sheridan, who couldn’t see her expression, sensed something unusual.

He gestured to Wilder to stop asking.

Wilder hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, what’s happened to the research facility that captured me for human experimentation?"

"The day you were rescued, it was sealed off by The Imperial Capital Police Department." Eli Sheridan briefly relayed the events of the day and then asked, "Do you remember anything that happened after you were captured?"

Ann Vaughn snapped back to reality and looked at Wilder.

"Yes," Wilder nodded, "although they drugged me, I woke up a few times and overheard their conversations. They seemed to want to use some drug and technology to rejuvenate human cell tissue... achieving the purpose of reversing aging."

Saying this, Wilder’s face became somewhat grave, "Before I was locked in a container, I heard one researcher say that perhaps there was a secret hidden in the Sheridan Family genes, and this time they really found the right person."

Eli Sheridan furrowed his brows slightly, "No wonder they even dared to touch you."

The research facility dared to capture even the son of Marinia’s wealthiest man and the Vice Mayor’s son of The Imperial Capital, indicating the formidable power behind them.

"Did you see the person they referred to as ’that gentleman’?" Ann Vaughn pondered and asked.

A flicker of hesitation passed through Wilder’s eyes, then he shook his head, "After being put into the container, although there was enough oxygen, I was unconscious most of the time, waking less and less frequently, so I didn’t see him."

Being his brother, Eli Sheridan immediately saw through his lie, guessing he might be wary of something, so he didn’t expose him.

Ann Vaughn nodded slightly and then asked, "And the Sheridan Family... no, our family’s genes, what secret could they hold?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Wilder didn’t answer immediately but looked up at Eli Sheridan.

"I’m not very clear about this either, I only heard them say that my body has no special genes. They speculate it might be in either yours or our brother’s body, and in the future, they might target you."

Eli Sheridan usually travels with bodyguards, and coupled with his own formidable skills, those people are merely dreaming if they think they can get to him.

But Ann Vaughn, like Wilder, prefers not to have bodyguards, often traveling alone; hence, it’s easy for her to become a target...

Upon hearing this, Ann Vaughn almost guessed what they were about to say, quickly put down the bowl, and stood up.

"It’s getting late; I’m going to make the medicinal meal for Wilder!"

Without waiting for their response, Ann Vaughn quickly ran off.

Seeing this, Wilder said, "Apparently, my sister wouldn’t agree to having bodyguards with her every day."

Looking thoughtfully at the white villa outside the window, Eli Sheridan remarked, "I remember Cyrus Hawthorne has several Shadow Guard squads under him?"

"Brother, we cannot involve him!" Wilder immediately objected, his face turning more serious than before.

Eli Sheridan’s gaze lingered on his face for a long while and then asked, "Wilder, what exactly did you see in that research facility?"

Silence reigned inside for a long time before Wilder’s voice spoke again.

"Somehow, those people knew the secret that daughters of the Sheridan Family can’t live past 23 and knew that whenever a daughter is born into the Sheridan Family, a rare treasure appears beside her crib. They suspected there’s a hidden secret within this."

"My sister and I are twins, but strangely, I don’t have the special gene they’re after. So their next target is my sister."

Upon hearing this, Eli Sheridan frowned, "Perhaps what they seek isn’t just Ann, but also that monster which made the pact with our great-grandfather."

That monster might still exist even now.

If it can be found, it would signify discovering a breakthrough for reversing aging.

But how those people came to know about it, since it’s known only to the Sheridan Family, remains unknown.

"There’s something else very odd." Wilder rubbed his forehead, earnestly recalling, "What they were doing was supposedly aging reversal research, yet every day, more elderly people were carried out of the innermost lab than the young ones brought in."

"And those young people taken in never came back out."

"Perhaps the elderly carried out were actually the young ones sent in." Eli Sheridan squinted slightly, "The experiments might have backfired, accelerating the aging process."

But this is only a preliminary guess; what those people are truly doing is still a mystery.

Wilder nodded, looking at his still slightly wrinkled hand, his expression turning complex.