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Florence forced on a syrupy smile for Dr. Foster, then wheeled around to face Alex with fire in her

eyes.

"Dr. Foster, please ignore this piece of garbage. He's clueless."

"Alex, shut your damn mouth! You're trying to sabotage Grandfather's treatment, aren't you? Trying to nab the inheritance early? Is that why you'd rather see Abraham die? God, you're disgusting."

Alex merely shrugged, seemingly unfazed. "All I'm saying is if Dr. Foster doesn't even notice there's poison at play, then yeah, I question his qualifications."

Dr. Foster's face hardened, his eyes flashing with indignation. "Boy, do you have any idea who you're mouthing off to? That kind of disrespect can cost you dearly."

Alex crossed his arms. "I heard you're Jonathan Owens's apprentice-nothing more. If treatment's needed, it should come from the master himself. You're still wet behind the ears."

Florence gasped at Alex's audacity.

The rest of the family practically bristled with rage, while Charles, standing nearby, offered his own warning. "Alex, Dr. Owens is in seclusion and can't be reached that easily. Even Dr. Foster respects that boundary."

Charles shot Alex a knowing smirk.

Alex caught it-and realized Charles was well aware of Alex's true abilities. Yet Charles was deliberately letting things escalate.

The man was relishing the chaos.

Dr. Foster flung a hand in the air in frustrated outrage. "Mr. Kingston, you personally asked me to come here. Now, I'm being insulted by some two-bit know-it-all. If this is the thanks I get, I'm out of here. Let the old man croak!"

Instantly, everyone clamored in panic.

"No, no, Dr. Foster, please don't leave!" Florence grabbed hold of the doctor's sleeve, then shot a venomous glare

at Alex.

"You bastard, quit running your mouth and get lost! You've got no right to insult Dr. Foster's expertise."

Jack chimed in, pointing angrily at Alex, "Yeah, who do you think you are? Piss off!"

"How can you be so cold, Alex?" another family member snarled. "Do you actually want Old Mr. Lancaster to die, you heartless prick?"

flood of insults, Dr. Foster raised his chin. "I've had enough. Throw him out or I won't lift

to Dr, Foster. "Don't

glared at Alex. "You heard him. Get the hell

out!" the family echoed in a venomous chorus.

"I'm only trying to

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"Shut up! If you can't do anything useful,

me?" Alex asked, his

a compulsive liar. Leave. Now." Alex, seeing the seething glares all around him, fell silent for a moment before quietly

remaining onlookers

nuisance," someone

we haven't kicked his

“Doctor, I'm

stepped forward, putting on a

time. Treat Old Mr. Lancaster, and I promise you'll be compensated

Charles a stern look, then flicked an invisible speck of dust off his coat. "I'll do it, but only because it's you

profusely, casting hateful side-eyes

Charles sauntered out to find Alex slumped in a

laugh. "Isn't the Lancaster family wonderful? They've practically rolled out

him a deadly glare. "What do

dear. Your precious people... even your dear grandfather-in-law's legacy. He didn't approve

the poison, didn't you?" Charles scoffed, feigning outrage. "Me? Poison the old man?

I'd never admit it. You can keep playing detective, but you'll only end up hurting yourself. And just look at how easily the Lancaster clan worships me. They

a sharp shove that nearly knocked him off

sheep when the flock turns o they'll be the ones to

elf. One day,

shot back, spinning on his heel. He refused

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hall, fists

don't

the ward, Dr. Foster wasted no time. After scribbling on a prescription pad, he

under

Dr. Foster mixed up a quick dose and forced it between

as the old man's color returned. His limbs, which

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