Chapter 52:

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Hank continued to rummage through the bag. “You bought seven boxes? Are you planning to consume them like candy?” Caden's expression darkened.

Taking a deep breath, he pointed to the cupboard beside him. “Put them there and close it.”

Hank's concern was palpable. “Ciara was clear about not taking random medications. Can you tell me how long you've been taking them? How many have you taken? How are you feeling now?”

Before Caden could respond, a thought struck Hank. “Wait, is this why you were watching those videos in the car earlier? Did you get carried away and lose control?”

Caden's response was cold. "If I couldn't control myself, you'd be the first to know."

Hank was silent, imagining the scenario, and quickly recomposed himself. He carefully put the medication away in the private locker.

Caden then sent a message to Alice: “Who taught you to say thank you like that?”

Alice replied: "Isn't that necessary?"

This left Caden both amused and frustrated.

Shortly after, Alice asked, “Did I fall short?” She added, “They're pretty expensive: $180 each. You only bandaged my arm. Isn’t that enough?”

Caden scoffed. “Thanks for giving me over a thousand.”

"It was actually $900. There was a promotion: buy five and get two free," Alicia clarified.

put the phone aside and decided not to answer.

might have caused him some discomfort. Respecting their relationship, he felt

opened the cupboard, took out a box and a

looking at Hank. “What are you

medicine if you want, but make sure you take it

was speechless, wondering what kind of person

nonchalantly took a sip of his

has to go back to the Yates

the car,”

“It's still early to eat. Why come back so early to confront that family and make yourself

a headache,” Caden replied, tossing the pill

since he returned to the country. Caden, once known for his emotional stability, now seemed to be always on

keep the peace, Hank talked less and tried to keep Caden in

was rush hour and there was a

another without finding a cure. His condition had deteriorated

soon noticed abnormalities in his condition. Further tests revealed traces of a slow-acting poison in Jerald's bloodstream, a substance that was gradually weakening his heart, administered in small, unnoticed

a covert and silent

private transactions. Tell them

Hank agreed.

heavy and it was clear that it would take a while to clear. Hank turned off the engine and expressed his confusion to Caden. “Mr. Ward, I don't understand. You despise your father so much.

need Jerald alive for now,”

shocked by this

harboring, Hank refrained

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