chapter1068

Christine looked worn out as she finished speaking. Lincoln let out a sigh. Honestly, I think he's lost his mind."

Lydia paused, considering her words. "Have you, or anyone else, given him

anything special to eat lately? Or even over the past few years?

Christine frowned, confused. "Miss Norwood, what do you mean by special?"

Lydia didn't beat around the bush. "His pulse is all wrong."

Lincoln jumped in right away. "See? I told you, he's not normal!

Lydia explained, "It's not just wrong, it's almost too normal, if that makes sense."

Lincoln looked totally lost. "Wait, what?"

Lydia went on, Usually, by the time a man hits seventy, his pulse is a little weaker. It doesn't feel as strong when you check it. If he had conditions like anemia or an overactive thyroid, his pulse might be stronger, but other signs would show up. The thing is, his health is perfect in every other way. And at his age, blood vessels tend to get tough and stiff, not soft and springy like when you're young. But his... his feel just like a young guy's. So I'm asking again, has he been taking something unusual?"

If not, there's no way he'd be like this.

Christine, Geovan, and Lincoln all went quiet, each lost in thought.

After a while, Christine spoke up. He's always taking supplements, but they're the high-end kind, nothing sketchy as far as I know."

Lydia thought for a moment. I have a bad feeling about that housekeeper. You should keep an eye on her."

Christine's hands curled into tight fists. "I can't believe she'd actually do something like that."

She turned to Lydia, worry in her eyes. "Do you think she's been giving him some kind of weird meds?"

"It's possible."

Lincoln was fuming. "So is there something wrong with Grandpa's brain or not? To him, his grandfather was just getting senile.

Lydia shook her head. "Based on his pulse, his nerves are sharper than most young people's."

Lincoln was more confused than ever. "Then why is he acting like a totally different person?"

Lydia lowered her voice. "Keep a close eye on him, but do it quietly."

The way she said it made all three of them uneasy. Something about her tone left them with a heavy feeling.

Geovan and Christine had planned to invite Lydia and Juna to stay for lunch, but it just didn't feel right with everything going on at the Lowe house Lydia and June made their excuses and left

Once they got in the car, Juna glanced over. "Lydia, isn't there some... I mean, people say there are ways to keep old people young, like... extracting something from kids..."

Lydia's eyes sharpened. "We need to find a way to sneak back into the Lowe house."

There was definitely something off about Mr. Lowe. A person with a clear mind wouldn't just change personalities overnight for no reason. Something must have happened.

Juna nodded. "Alright."

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Mr. Norwood was making a scene, insisting he had to go

home right now. Cameron and Kylie were at their wits' end.

"Dad, we agreed yesterday,

remember?" Kylie tried to sound

calm. "You're supposed to follow the

doctor's orders and rest

e for a

couple of days. You can't even walk

yet."

They'd come first thing in the morning to check on him, only to find him hell-bent on leaving. Nothing was working.

But Mr. Norwood wasn't having it. "It's just my foot. I can get better anywhere. I can't stand this place. That disinfectant smell is making mesick m going home. Thot staying here another minute."

He turned to Lucinda. "Lucinda, if they won't help me, you do it. Go get my discharge papers. If you don't, I'll wheel myself over there and do it myself."