I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 644

Gordon sighed and began contacting top neurologists abroad.

Meanwhile, Steven made a call to find out who in the country had purchased the drug.

The contact on the other end sounded troubled. “Mr. Lancaster, you’re putting me in a difficult position. I can’t just sell customer information. If I can’t protect my clients’ privacy, how can I stay in business?”

“But if you must know, I can tell you about the purchases made in the country in the last six months—the city, even the client’s name. But I can’t give you a specific address. I don’t even have access to that information.”

“Tell me,” Steven said coldly.

“There have only been two orders from your country in the last six months. One was yours, so we’ll skip that. The other was placed by someone named ‘Temp’ around the holidays, shipped to Baxo. Based on the delivery time, it should have arrived about two weeks ago.”

Around the holidays. That was when Zephyra was supposed to marry Horace, the same time he had crashed the wedding.

Steven’s deep-set eyes narrowed as a possibility took shape in his mind. He tapped his long fingers on the desk, his gaze falling back on the woman in the hospital bed. His expression darkened, his brow furrowed.

“Is there any way to reverse the memory loss?”

The contact chuckled. “You must be joking, Mr. Lancaster. Our product is designed to be permanent, unless it was administered incorrectly.”

Before Steven could say more, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the message, told the man he’d call back later, and ended the conversation.

The message was from his family’s old butler, informing him of three things:

His younger brother, whom he had kicked out of the company and cut off financially, was now idling at home.

His mother had fallen ill with anger and was bedridden.

His father, unable to reach him, had gone to see his grandfather. The old man had become agitated, and his blood pressure was currently high, but there were no other immediate concerns.

Steven’s eyes turned cold. He scrolled through his notifications and, sure enough, saw numerous missed calls and long voice messages from Mr. Sean Lancaster.

Ignoring them, he dialed the number directly.

Mr. Lancaster’s breath hitched. It was the first time his own son had threatened him. He let out a humorless laugh.

“He’s my father. Do you think I would harm him?”

“Who knows.”

“Have you no shame, speaking to me like that? You’re my son, and now you’re trying to lecture me? This is utter insubordination!” Mr. Lancaster’s face was grim. “I never meddle in your personal life. Whether you want to marry for status or for charity, I don’t care, as long as she knows her place and doesn’t cause trouble.”

“Play around all you want with your love life. You have the means to have as many women as you like. But you have no right to mess with your career and your family. Now, come home immediately and apologize to your mother.”

Steven’s handsome face was a mask of calm.

“You mean, be like you? Keeping a perfect wife at home while chasing every skirt outside? You’ve been a philanderer your whole life, and now you’re playing the part of a devoted lover in your old age. Have you ever once cared about the woman at home?”

“Steven!” Mr. Lancaster slammed his hand on the table, furious. “How dare you speak to your father like that! No matter how capable you are, you are still my son! I will always be above you!”