Nobody had taught Harvey to be wary of those closest to him.

Jodie grinned and departed, arranging for the doctors to clean up the mess.

As usual, Harvey fought with all his might, only to find himself restrained on the bed, tranquilizer coursing through his veins.

Before long, his eyes closed, and he drifted into a stupor.

During these episodes, fragments from his past would unfailingly flash in his mind.

From a young age, Harvey had unknowingly distanced himself from his sister. Perhaps it was his extroverted facade and cold inner world. Outwardly friendly, he kept his heart guarded.

His artistic expressions swung between two extremes, making him question if he might be schizophrenic. He had even consulted a doctor.

Little did he anticipate it would become Jodie's tool...

She had bribed the doctor, fabricating a report of his mental illness and successfully excluding him from the Newhouse Group's heirs.

and disjointed. The tranquilizer seemed to lose its

intensified, and he pleaded,

on the bed, he pulled at his

devil!" he erupted suddenly. "You're a devil—"

stood beneath Maisie's apartment, surveying the

a short

with her royalty fees, adapting to

bittersweet smile crossed Daniel's face—his little bunny had found her own way and no

now of

the stairs as he pondered, and he was taken aback when

"What..."

in a thin

straight to the Quimby Group for work without exchanging words. He hadn't even

that state, he hurried over, took off his jacket, and draped it over

was bored at home, so I decided to take

be chilly. You need to take

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