Chapter 382:

Suddenly, a thought struck him.

After his discharge from the hospital, he’d been on medication for a while and had started to recover.

But once Joshua had taken charge of his treatment, his health had begun to deteriorate.

His face flushed with panic, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

His voice trembled as he pleaded, “Caden, the pills you have… they’re real, right? They must be! Give me the real pills now!”

Caden looked down at Jerald with a sneer.

“I gave you a chance before, but you took it for granted.”

Jerald’s body, weakened by years of abuse and despair, was no longer able to withstand the pain.

When he realized the medication he had been taking was fake, a sharp headache pierced through him.

Fear swept over him, draining the last bit of strength from his body.

He collapsed onto the ground, appearing as if he were kneeling before Caden.

“Caden… please, give me the pills…” Jerald begged.

But Caden remained unmoved by the pleas.

Jerald’s face turned a dark shade of purple as he clutched his chest, his body trembling uncontrollably.

he spat out angrily, “You brat! I said, give me the damn

his shoe

it easy, old

won’t be enough

this was nothing more than a small setback

pain was the only fate the man

through the air, carrying away the last bit of warmth, leaving

on his

realized that threats would get

he began

my dear son… Please… Just give me the

to

still your father! I’m

his desperate cries, Caden never

seizing Jerald and tossing him

walking, his figure growing smaller as he

Jerald refused to surrender.

He wouldn’t die here.

Not like this.

battered and weak, Jerald forced himself

catch a cab and

just reach a doctor, he believed there was a way for him to

could buy anything—even his

distorted his vision, warping reality into something

for a

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