Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chris stared coldly at the group of so-called doctors.

Maybe his intense gaze intimidated them—the doctors exchanged glances and quickly withdrew the needle, injecting only half the syringe before hastily leaving in a fluster.

In the room, a few servants remained, tending to Harvey.

Weakly, Harvey slumped onto the bed, his face pale.

Chris pulled Toph away, leading him out. This place didn't evoke any artistic vibes for him. Instead, it felt eerie.

Exiting the gates of the Newhouse residence, Chris breathed a sigh of relief.

Toph looked at him oddly and asked what was going on.

Chris frowned and slowly uttered, "The sedative..."

"What?"

think there's something wrong with that

pondered for a moment, sensing that something might indeed be amiss. "Chris,

a special drug for Aunt Linda," Chris said in a low voice. "It's what special forces and international spies use. It can make people lose

Toph. "The kind that was given to

"But she has

think maybe Harvey was given this kind

by various countries. When they catch spies, they usually don't treat them kindly. Those people have many ways to

his lip, his eyes looking elsewhere. "I suspect that wasn't a sedative at

really harm her own brother? Besides, what reason would Harvey's

hands on his hips. "People can do anything for their family

He wouldn't do that

the same! You don't even need to compete

Toph's shoulder. "Not all family relationships in this world are like yours with your brother. Some siblings harm each other for the sake

silent, walking forward with a heavy heart. His world was indeed too innocent. Even after experiencing

he wanted to think.