Chapter 107: Visiting the Allen family.

Jessica can’t lose her life without saving the Brown family from ruin," he muttered, his voice dark with resolve.

He left the room and headed straight to his bedroom to get himself ready for the trip to the Allen family.

~At the Allen family~

Elder Allen had remained in his bedroom since morning, not even stepping out for breakfast.

After the message last night, he had felt a sense of relief, but to protect Davis, he had to continue feigning his frailty.

As Alfred descended the grand staircase, Desmond approached him, his expression painted with concern—though deep inside, he was gloating.

"What about my father?" Desmond asked, his voice carrying just the right amount of worry.

Alfred, who had served Elder Allen for decades, knew better than to be deceived. What the Allen family never truly realized was that he wasn’t just a butler but a specially assigned guard. He had witnessed all the family’s internal drama firsthand.

The butler let out a deep sigh. "The Old Man hasn’t been in good condition since last night, and as of now, he hasn’t eaten anything."

Desmond’s gaze flickered toward the stairs leading to his father’s room before he returned his attention to Alfred. "What about his medication?" he probed.

"With how weak he is, he couldn’t handle any additional medication," Alfred replied, his voice carefully neutral.

Desmond gave a small nod before turning toward Elder Allen’s room. His steps were deliberate, his mind already calculative.

bracing himself for whatever lay

exhale, Desmond twisted the doorknob and

the sheets, his breathing shallow. Noticing Desmond’s presence, he slowly opened his eyes, a tired gaze settling on his

their whereabouts?" he asked, his

you haven’t had breakfast?" he asked, concern laced in

appetite left for breakfast," Elder Allen

you need to eat something so you can take your

man sighed. "I will eat after I

station. It’s been over 24 hours since

there anything you can do to search for them?" he

police are the best option

finally exited the room, his expression complicated. He had made

sat up, resting his head against the headboard. His gaze remained fixed coldly on the shut door,

shaking his head slightly

and his breath caught in his

up, his movements slightly hesitant. Yet, despite the situation, he forced a mock

tone casual, as though they were merely discussing

wherever and where evet

bitter thought crossed Desmond’s mind. Jessica... She

fine. Seeing you at this time, I hope there’s no problem?" Desmond smirked, leaning back slightly as he observed George

it wasn’t

a little problem. Concerning Jessica..." George hesitated,

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