Chapter 1097:

“How could he let himself get to this point?” Lawrence muttered, eyes scanning the page. “He’s got gastritis.”

Gerard stayed silent.

Lately, Kristian had been skipping meals as if hunger were optional. Some days he didn’t eat at all; other days, he managed only a few bites. Any ordinary person would be dragging their feet, but Kristian walked as if fueled by invisible fire—shouldering twice the workload with no visible cracks.

“Go get some rest first,” Lawrence said gently. “He needs to stop working for a few days. I’ll persuade him.”

Gerard said nothing. He wanted to say it wouldn’t work. Kristian had always been a fortress unto himself. Not even his parents could move him—so how could Lawrence?

But he swallowed those words. He didn’t want to dissuade Lawrence.

“Alright,” Gerard replied. “If anything gets out of hand, call me. I’ll come immediately.”

Lawrence gave a nod of acknowledgment. That night, he stayed at Kristian’s villa.

When Kristian woke the next morning and saw him, he didn’t say a word at first. Only after sipping some water did he finally speak.

“You can go now.”

“No hurry,” said Lawrence.

Kristian’s brows furrowed, confused.

to discuss.” Lawrence sat down and

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saw it was his medical report, he paused for a moment before calmly flipping through it. Once finished, he tossed it back on the table like it

it.

like

“Say what?”

tell me,” Lawrence

cold, his demeanor colder. “If that’s all, I’ve got work to do. See

to his feet—and with no warning, pushed him firmly

“Sit down!”

was caught

Your indicators are off the charts. You’ve even developed gastritis. Keep this up, and you’ll be in

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