Chapter 689 Haste Makes Waste


Everyone in Yartran knew that Isaac was a mild-mannered man.

Nevertheless, Sheena was pretty sure she saw a vicious look in his eyes earlier.

Hearing that, Jovan tightened his grip on the glass before explaining, “I've overworked myself. Perhaps I haven't been getting enough rest recently.”

He took a sip of the water and placed the glass on the bedside cabinet.

Sheena placed her hand on Jovan's forehead, noticing that while his temperature had decreased, it was still above the normal range.

Five minutes later, Remi Veil, Isaac's assistant, came in with Ghislain. “Mr. Jovan.”

“Sheena, you should get back to work.” Jovan glanced at Ghislain and added, “Ghislain will take care of me.”

Sheena turned over her shoulder to glance at Jovan. Standing up, she walked past Ghislain and shot him a pointed look.

Seeing that, Remi left the room behind Sheena.

Outside, Sheena spun around and stared at the shut door, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Have you noticed anything strange about Jovan lately?” she asked Remi.

Remi seemed surprised to hear her question. He flashed a smile and answered, “Perhaps Mr. Jovan didn't get to rest well as he is recently busy with work and welcoming guests. Don't worry, Ms. Powell.”

With that, Remi walked out of Jovan's office, with Sheena following closely behind him.

In the suite, Ghislain rolled up Jovan's sleeve carefully. The sight of a black line on Jovan's left arm caused him to furrow his brows slightly.

Jovan asked carefully, “Does the pain mean...”

Ghislain retrieved a black bottle from his medical kit and extracted a droplet of liquid, spreading it across the black line on Jovan's arm. It disappeared in a flash.

“It might've been agitated.” Ghislain kept the bottle and explained calmly, “There are two of them, so if anything happens to one, the other will respond. This is a normal reaction.”


“When will it end?” A malicious glint appeared in his cerulean blue eyes.

“Haste makes waste,” Ghislain replied calmly. He retrieved another bottle of medication and handed it to Jovan. “You may experience this again in the next few days. This should provide some relief.”

Jovan took the bottle and glanced at it. “How are things going there?”

“Everything is going according to plan,” Ghislain revealed. He pulled something out of his pocket and gave it to Jovan. “This is the listening device.”



Jovan took the listening device and switched it on. After inserting it into his ear, he could immediately hear faint noises coming from it.

“I found it!” Cassidy squatted down and finally found a plank through the iron fence. She gave it a hard push but failed to budge it.

“I'll handle it,” Curtis said as he approached her. He extended his arm through the iron fence and pushed. The fence promptly retracted.

One part of the white wall rotated and revealed the window hidden within.

The window was secured with a biometric eye scanner lock, which Cassidy unlocked with her eye, allowing them to enter the house.

The room they stepped into was the one where Cassidy prepared her reports. It was full of medical equipment.

Curtis strode out of the room and headed to the living room. “Rayna? Rayna! Wake up!”

Rayna lay on the couch, pale and unconscious.

Cassidy came after him. Her eyes widened when she noticed the black line on Rayna's wrist.

“What happened to her?” Curtis asked, for he had also spotted the black line.

“The parasite must've woken up. After waking up from a deep sleep, it will excrete the toxin from its body,” Cassidy explained solemnly.

“How do we get rid of it?” Curtis cradled an unconscious Rayna anxiously. “You know how to do it, right? Say something!”

“I specialize in herbs, not parasites.” Cassidy gave him an exasperated look. “We need to find someone who specializes in parasites to help Belle.”

“The Burke family?” Curtis asked.

“It doesn't have to be them, as it's hard to find the Burke family,” Cassidy said, approaching to check Rayna's pulse and eyes. “The parasite only stirred briefly and hasn't fully awakened yet.”

Cassidy then went to the equipment room to retrieve her acupuncture kit.

“What are you doing?” Curtis inquired.

“Purging the toxin,” Cassidy explained. She retrieved two needles and punctured the end of the black line on Rayna's wrist, then inserted needles into each of her fingers.

“Ow!” Rayna moaned despite her unconscious state.

“Hold her hand. Don't let her move,” Cassidy reminded.

Hearing that, Curtis held Rayna's hands to stop her from moving. “Rayna, hang on. It will be over soon.”

“The ten fingers are connected to the heart, so it is natural for her to feel pain,” Cassidy revealed. She grabbed Rayna's fingers and squeezed them hard to allow the black blood to flow out of the wounds. She only stopped when the blood was red again.

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