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.

hazy and disjointed. The tranquilizer

pain intensified,

on the bed, he pulled at his hair.

erupted suddenly. "You're a

beneath Maisie's

centrally located and just a short walk from the publishing company, made

her royalty fees,

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

he was now of no

the stairs as he pondered, and he was taken aback when he laid eyes on

"What..."

well. Clad in a thin sweater, she appeared

straight to the Quimby Group for work without exchanging

took off his jacket, and draped

take a stroll. I didn't plan to go too far,

evenings can be chilly. You need to

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