Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 323: Take Him to See Master

Soon, a middle-aged man quickly walked out from inside, his face full of excitement.

"Serena is here? Let Master take a look quickly!"

The middle-aged man had delicate and handsome features, a tall figure, and wore casual clothes, yet he couldn’t hide the gracefulness in his every move.

His narrow peach blossom eyes shimmered, seemingly passionate but actually heartless.

Serena Summers threw herself into his arms, her soft voice cooing: "Master, you promised to come to find me, you didn’t keep your word!"

"Good girl Serena, don’t be mad, it’s all Master’s fault, something held me up, that’s why I couldn’t come to find you." Victor Bennett’s handsome face flashed with helplessness.

"I won’t listen, I won’t listen! Master, you have to make up for it!" Serena Summers’ little face puffed up, looking quite annoyed.

Looking at Serena Summers’ coquettish demeanor, Victor Bennett felt his heart nearly melt, "Alright, alright, what do you want? Whatever you ask for, Master agrees."

Serena Summers’ sparkling eyes twirled, playfully saying: "I haven’t thought about it yet, but I came here this time because I have a request for Master."

"Oh? What is it?" Victor Bennett raised an eyebrow, only then noticing the straight-postured man standing behind Serena Summers.

Serena Summers stepped out from her master’s embrace, taking Adrian Holt’s hand and walking over.

"Master, please check his pulse for me."

Ever since Adrian Holt entered, his gaze had been fixed on Victor Bennett.

At this moment, Victor Bennett looked over, a frown in his brow, a flash of hard-to-detect turmoil in those peach blossom eyes, quickly suppressed.

Adrian Holt and he locked eyes, their gazes meeting in midair, in a spark, as if a subtle aura spread around them.

Victor Bennett was the first to look away, extending his hand towards Adrian Holt, "Mr. Lucas Shaw? It’s a pleasure to meet you."

"Serena’s master is my master, you can call me by my name," Adrian Holt reached out his hand, briefly touching Victor Bennett’s, and quickly retracting it.

Victor Bennett smiled and asked, "So should I call you Lucas Shaw or Adrian Holt?"

Adrian Holt was slightly stunned, "As you wish."

"Master, have you two met before?" Watching the inexplicable interaction between the two, Serena Summers couldn’t help but frown.

"No."

"No."

The two spoke in unison, their voices falling, involuntarily glancing at each other, then subtly looking away.

One could tell, there was definitely some unspeakable secret between them.

But Serena Summers couldn’t figure it out at all.

Because whether it was two years ago or now, this was the first time her husband had met her master.

"Alright, come with me inside, and I’ll check your pulse," Victor Bennett said, ruffling Serena Summers’ hair before leading them inside.

Serena Summers was already concerned about Adrian Holt’s health, so she immediately cast aside her doubts at his words.

Serena Summers tiptoed and quietly told Adrian Holt, "My master’s medical skills are much better than mine, when Master asks where you’re feeling unwell, just tell him truthfully, okay?"

"Mhm." Adrian Holt nodded faintly, his deep gaze falling on the figure not far ahead, his eyes slightly flickering.

When they reached the study, Victor Bennett took a seat at the coffee table he usually used for tea, and said to Adrian Holt, "Sit down and stretch out your hand."

Adrian Holt looked at Serena Summers, then walked over, sitting down in front of Victor Bennett.

He unbuttoned the cuff of his white shirt, rolling up the sleeve, revealing a segment of his smoothly contoured lower arm.

Victor Bennett placed his fingers on his wrist, the cool fingertips probing his pulse.

Serena Summers sat beside Adrian Holt, her heart couldn’t help but race as she saw her master taking the pulse.

As Victor Bennett’s expression grew more serious, Serena Summers felt even more nervous.

But she knew she shouldn’t disturb at this moment, not daring to utter a word.

Adrian Holt noticed her emotional fluctuations and gently shook his head at her, signaling that he was fine.

About ten minutes later, Victor Bennett finally withdrew his hand.

Serena Summers couldn’t wait to ask, "Master, you’ve never taken so long to check the pulse before, is... is the situation very serious?"

Serena felt her entire heart lift to her throat.

Ever since she discovered some unusual symptoms in Lucas Shaw’s body, she had also tried to secretly check his pulse.

But in the end, she couldn’t discern anything.

That’s why Serena thought of bringing Adrian Holt to see her master.

In Serena’s eyes, her master was the most skilled doctor in the world.

Victor Bennett sighed lightly, his expression somewhat grave.

Serena became anxious, "Master, stop beating around the bush, please tell me!"

Due to her worry, her eyes couldn’t help but moisten.

Adrian Holt saw this, and felt as if something struck his heart, causing a numbing sensation.

He reached out and took Serena’s small hand, tightly holding it in his palm, silently soothing her emotions.

"Master, just tell me straight, I can handle it."

Victor Bennett looked at Adrian Holt for a long time, then shook his head, "His illness... cannot be seen on the surface."

"What do you mean it can’t be seen?"

"Because his body is very healthy, the root of the illness is not here."

Serena and Adrian Holt both paused, stunned.

This made Serena even more certain of her suspicions.

But she still voiced the doubts in her heart, "Master, then why does he suddenly have headaches? It seems quite frequent recently."

Victor Bennett looked up and down at Adrian Holt before concluding, "He was probably hypnotised, and the hypnotist gave him some commands that are difficult to resist."

The person who received the commands, if they try to act against these commands, their brain will have a stress reaction.

This so-called stress reaction doesn’t really cause serious harm to the body.

Instead, it’s achieved by controlling the person’s brain nerves, to control this person’s actions.

Victor Bennett continued, "The structure of the brain is very complex, the one capable of this is definitely not an ordinary person."

While saying this, he glanced subtly at Adrian Holt.

Adrian Holt sharply caught his gaze, his lips pursed slightly.

No wonder...

No wonder every time he thought about getting close to Serena, his brain felt like something was tearing inside, stopping his actions.

At first, Adrian Holt thought there was something wrong with his body.

But now, hearing what Victor Bennett said, it all became clear.

Hypnosis... Does it truly exist?

Why would they do this?

What is it about him that makes them expend so much effort and value?

His eyes narrowed slightly, his long, pale fingers lightly tapping on his knee, seemingly deep in thought.

Serena’s face grew stern, a cold smile traced the corners of her lips, "That organization really went through great pains to control Adrian."

"Those people are indeed ruthless, resorting to any means for their experiments."

Victor Bennett closed his eyes in pain, then fiercely suppressed the turbulent emotions that surged in his eyes.

"Serena, step outside for a bit, I have something to discuss with Adrian."