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?"

you think there's something

moment, sensing that something might indeed be amiss.

I had someone get a special drug for Aunt Linda," Chris said in a low voice. "It's what special forces

kind

nodded. "But she

Harvey was given

there are many such secret drugs used by various countries. When they catch spies, they usually don't treat them

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

to believe it. "Could a sister really harm her own brother?

his hands on his hips. "People can do anything

He wouldn't do

don't even need to compete with him.

family relationships in this world are like yours with your brother. Some siblings harm

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

it wasn't about what he wanted to think. It

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