Dark web headquarters.

Bradley hurried back and immediately went to check the servers.

Fortunately, there were no abnormalities.

But for safety reasons, Bradley still called out all the monitoring systems and carefully checked them. The mysterious person was a master, managing to evade all the monitoring effortlessly, and there was no trace of him in any of the recordings.

It seems that his speculation was correct, this person must be very familiar with the dark web internally.

And Bradley faintly had a premonition that this person would definitely exceed his expectations.

"Young Master, the person is missing!" Lance reported back.

Bradley sat in front of the computer, deeply lost in thought, and only after a while did he raise his head and say, "Enough, recently send people to secretly monitor all the personnel within the dark web, remember, do it without alerting anyone."

"Yes, Young Master!"

After the Blue Book left, Bradley watched the monitoring video back and forth dozens of times until it was nearly dawn, then he leaned back on the chair and fell asleep. However, the sudden commotion awakened him abruptly. Bradley left the office, Everyone seemed normal, all members were in their positions, monitoring the entire international surveillance network as usual. It appeared calm, but he sensed a slight difference. There was a feeling of unease in his chest, as if a Stone was stuck inside, causing anxiety.

"Ring ring ring!"

The sudden ringtying of a cell phone cut through the silence of the monitoring room. All members noticed Bradley standing behind and stood up nodding towards him, "Young Master." Bradley waved his hand, then left the monitoring room with his phone in hand, and only answered the call after reaching the office. "Nan Xavier, what's the matter?"

Freya has been crying since last night until now, running a low fever. The doctor has also come to check, saying it is a stomach issue, and has prescribed some probiotics. Patrick reported the situation to him, "But even after taking the probiotics, it didn't work. She just keeps crying non-stop, and we can't calm her down no matter what we do."

Upon hearing this, Bradley's expression turned grim.

Freya has always been obedient and rarely causes trouble like this. But recently, hearing Patrick talk about it, he subtly felt that something was not right.

"Besides crying, is there any other symptom?" he asked with a furrowed brow.

After careful thought, Patrick replied, "Her appetite hasn't been great recently. She usually loves drinking milk, but these days she hardly drinks any. It's all fed to her bit by bit by Madeline."

Bradley became even more concerned and immediately said, "Alright, I'll have Sean go over."

"Okay, but please make it quick. I'm worried that she will lose her voice from crying so much."

"Understood."

After hanging up the phone, Bradley contacted Sean immediately to explain the situation. Sean delegated his current tasks to Senior Brother Sheldon on Leiton Island.

During this time, Sheldon had been following Sean to learn acupuncture and nursing, and was able to handle Warren's condition with ease.

Sean arrived in the southern country in the evening.

He hurried to check on Yara as soon as he got off the plane.

"What's wrong with Yara?" Madeline asked anxiously.

Taking care of three children during this time, eating and sleeping poorly, Madeline was mentally exhausted.

But because she was worried about the children, she didn't dare to rest for a moment.

After examining Yara, Sean frowned deeply, "She seems to be poinsoned."

"What did you say?" Madeline was shocked. "I am responsible for Yara's daily life, even the milk formula I prepare and bring to her. How could she be poinsoned?"

"Let's wait for the blood test results to come out for the specific situation, but sister-in-law, besides milk, does Yara eat anything else in her daily routine?" Sean asked.

"Yes, I now also feed her rice porridge and fruit puree."

After speaking, Madeline took out the feeding schedule she had set for Yara and handed it to Sean, saying, "Look, I follow this schedule every day."

Sean took it over and carefully examined it.

The meal plan is fine.

Three balanced meals a day, arranged very properly.

It can be seen that Madeline has put a lot of thought into it.

"Besides Sister-in-law, who else has handled these foods?" Sean asked.

Madeline replied, "After they were air-shipped here, they were placed in the refrigerator by the nanny aunt. When I take them out, I wash them carefully, peel off the skin, and mash them into a paste for the children to eat."

Patrick, who was on the side, saw that Sean seemed to be interrogating a criminal, and said with some displeasure, "Do you suspect that Madeline poinsoned the food?"

Sean was stunned by the words, but quickly reacted and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Patrick, I'm just making sure the ingredients haven't been tampered with. After all, Yara is poinsoned now, and any process could have going wrong."

Madeline also sighed, "Patrick, don't interfere randomly. Dr. Sean's approach is correct. Now that Yara is poinsoned, every step is crucial. So we need to know the real reason behind Yara's poisoning."

Sean gave Madeline a thumbs up, "Sister-in-law, you have a good understanding of the situation!"

"Let's not talk about this for now. Yara has been crying for too long, her throat is hoarse. I'm worried that her body won't be able to handle it if she continues to cry. Is there any way to help her calm down and get a good sleep first?" Watching Yara cry, Madeline's heart was also in turmoil. Even though she wasn't her own child, after spending time with Yara, she had already treated her like her own Yara. "We can only resort to acupuncture!" Sean said. The child is too young to take medicine, so for now, we can only use acupuncture to help her sleep. "Acupuncture?" Madeline was taken aback. "Won't it be very painful?" "Don't worry, I will minimize the pain," Sean said. Then, he took out his needle kit and started acupuncture on Yara to suppress in her body. Just then, he discovered that the poison in Yara's body was chronic, meaning that each intake was minimal. However, once it accumulated to a certain amount, the toxicity would damage the body's functions, causing various discomforts. It was fortunate that Yara had a good constitution; otherwise, the poison would have taken effect a long time ago. With a silver needle inserted, Yara cried hysterically. Madeline stood by, her heart aching, her eyes turning red, and she continuously hummed songs to comfort the child."

Perhaps it was hearing the singing that slowly calmed Yara's heart, and she stopped crying and fussing, instead quieting down and smiling at Madeline with a toothy grin.

At that moment, Madeline's entire heart softened.

She had given birth to a pair of twin sons for Patrick, but she had always hoped for a Yara in this lifetime.

Spending time with Yara only strengthened her resolve for this idea.

Half an hour later, Sean removed all the silver needles, wiped away a bead of sweat, "He's already asleep. I estimate he can sleep for three to four hours without any issues."