The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 393 The Imprisoned Monster_1

Chapter 393: Chapter 393 The Imprisoned Monster_1

"Mr. Flores, please follow me."

After breakfast, Brock Rich led Carson Flores to a standalone room behind the estate.

Brock Rich unlocked the door but did not hurry to push it open. Instead, he turned his head to look at Carson Flores, "Mr. Flores, I hope you can keep everything you’re about to see a secret and not reveal it to anyone."

Carson Flores smiled faintly, "I’m just here to see the patients."

Brock Rich nodded in satisfaction, "It concerns the Rich Family’s secrets. The consequences would be severe if it were to be leaked, so I must specifically caution you. Please don’t take offense, Mr. Flores."

Carson Flores replied with a smile, "I understand. Protecting the privacy of patients is a doctor’s professional ethics."

Only then did Brock Rich push open the door to enter the room. Carson Flores observed that the room was filled with various tools and equipment; it seemed to be a tool room.

There was no one in the room. As Carson Flores felt puzzled, Brock Rich twisted a toolbox on the shelf next to him, and a small square panel slid open in the wall, revealing a keypad for a combination lock.

Brock Rich entered a long string of numbers, and the floor near the wall began to move. It slowly retracted toward the back, uncovering an entrance to a basement with orderly steps that led downwards.

A patient in the basement?

Within an instant, Carson Flores’s mind had conjured up countless scenarios. It seemed this medical trip would be somewhat different from the rest.

Following behind Brock Rich, Carson Flores descended approximately fifty steps until his feet finally touched the basement floor.

The basement was spacious, yet still not a soul in sight.

Brock Rich pressed an inconspicuous square brick on the wall; it sunk in and then slid to the side, revealing yet another keypad for a metallic lock.

Once Brock Rich entered another password, the wall before them began to move steadily and slowly, sliding open to both sides.

Behind the wall was a not-so-wide room, where a middle-aged man with long, disheveled hair was chained by his wrists and ankles with thick chains made of fine steel.

The other ends of the four chains were deeply embedded into the wall, each about three-quarters the length of the room, which confined the middle-aged man’s range of movement to the center of the room.

Carson Flores was stunned.

Who was this person to be imprisoned like this?

Having seen such a secret, would the Rich Family silence him?

This was the Rich Family’s stronghold; having several Innate Grandmasters was entirely possible. If they truly intended to kill him, he would have no means of escape.

As Carson Flores felt uneasy, Brock Rich spoke.

"Dad!"

Carson Flores was taken aback, his gaze instinctively sweeping back and forth between Brock Rich and the chained man’s faces.

This man was Brock Rich’s father?

On closer inspection, the resemblance was indeed striking, but the face of the chained man looked much younger than Brock Rich. To say they were father and son was one thing, but even claiming they were brothers would be hard for anyone to believe.

The chained man looked at Brock Rich with a confused gaze as if he didn’t recognize him at all.

Brock Rich sighed, turning to the side, "This is my dad, Cason Rich. He’s been insane for over twenty years. He completely fails to recognize his family, always treating us as monsters, and has even hurt several family members. To prevent him from harming others, we specifically built this basement..."

Driven by curiosity, Carson Flores asked, "Your father must be a Cultivator, right? Are those thick steel chains strong enough to restrain him?"

Brock Rich explained, "We add Qi Dispelling Pills to his meals every day. This prevents him from gathering Qi in his Dantian, making him just like a normal person, so the chains are able to contain him."

Carson Flores nodded, "How did he go insane?"

Brock Rich replied with a sigh, "Over twenty years ago, he left for Heavenly Mountain on business. No one knows what he encountered there, but something made him lose his mind. He caused a scene in Heavenly Mountain, and it was only because someone recognized him that we were informed. We brought him back home."

"Over the years, we’ve sought out famous doctors in the hopes of curing him, to find out what exactly he went through, but they’ve all been helpless. Seeing your exceptional medical skills, Mr. Flores, I invited you here to take a look, to see if there might be a chance for a miracle."

Carson Flores nodded, "Do you have any medical reports? I would like to review them."

"Certainly."

Clearly prepared, Brock Rich handed over the folder he was holding to Carson Flores.

Carson Flores didn’t rush to examine Cason Rich but started by reviewing the medical reports. After finishing, he frowned.

According to the reports, Cason Rich was perfectly healthy!

This was rather peculiar!

Carson Flores set down the reports, "I will conduct an examination on him."

As he approached Cason Rich, a look of terror suddenly appeared on the man’s face. He started backing away, shouting loudly, "Monster, don’t come near!!"

As Carson Flores took a few steps closer, Cason Rich became increasingly agitated, flailing his fists and striking out at Carson Flores.