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 something might

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

struck Toph. "The kind

she has already

was given this kind of drug

by various countries. When they catch spies, they usually don't treat them kindly. Those

elsewhere. "I suspect

Toph widened his eyes, unable to believe it. "Could a sister really harm her own brother? Besides, what reason would Harvey's sister have to

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

my brother! He wouldn't

the same! You don't even need to compete with him. As long as you want,

in this world are like yours with your brother. Some siblings harm each other for the sake of profit. Remember Lena's sister? They were twins, and how did

silent, walking forward with a heavy heart. His world was indeed too innocent. Even after experiencing so much, he still refused to think about the dark

he wanted to think. It was

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