All Too Late

Chapter 485

Chapter 485 I Cannot Help You

Kathleen did not have to look back to know who that was.

She slowly turned around. “Old Mrs. Hoover asked me to check on him.”

“What can a five-year-old do?” Lauren snorted.

Kathleen said nothing.

“What’s wrong with your voice?” Lauren approached her. “You don’t sound right.”

“I fell ill. Sore throat.” Kathleen took two steps back. “Don’t come closer. You might get infected.”

“Let me see!” Lauren reached a hand out and squeezed Kathleen’s neck.

Kathleen frowned. “Ouch!”

Lauren let go. “Indeed, it’s sore.”

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“I’m not lying,” Kathleen stated.

“Hmph!” Lauren said coldly. “Do you want me to prescribe some medicine for you?”

“No need. I’ve taken some,” Kathleen answered.

Lauren went on, “Allow me to remind you. Don’t be too nice to that kid. He’s going to die sooner or later.

With that said, she turned around and left.

A murderous intent flashed across Kathleen’s eyes.

You want to kill my son? Not if I kill you first!

She whipped around and opened the door.

Inside the room, Eilam looked at her warily.

He had overheard the conversation between Kathleen and Lauren.

However, he knew that Fiona always took good care of him.

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Eilam was in one piece.

“Are you hungry?” she couldn’t help but ask.

Briefly stunned, Eilam shook his head.

spotted some traces of blood on his

removed the tracker,

tightly. “If you are,

Eilam slowly nodded.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “Don’t worry. Everything’s going to be

that said, she

Eilam frowned deeply.

acting really

before she headed to the room on the opposite end of

Luna’s beloved

might be innocent, but Luna had

took a deep breath and pushed the

bed lay a boy around the same

pale,

a hand on the

that Logan had been

wasn’t worried that she might

a bit when she checked his

This kid… He’s…

of the blue, Logan opened his eyes.

He’s awake?

moment. “I’m here to check on

“Ms. Fiona, can you please tell Grandma to stop the treatment? I feel so miserable. That lady’s weird. I

brows as

wake

Logan wanted to cry.

because of what she did. That

“She’s weird. She injected me with

“You should tell Old Mrs. Hoover

care if I’m no more than a walking

at the teenager who was probably not much older than Zion.

one of the few good people in this household,” Logan

furrowed her

“She’s an awesome doctor. She’s

know her?”

about her.” Logan released the hand that had been tugging on her. “But I know that she won’t save me. She doesn’t like the Hoover family,

if she really can’t

All these years, I’ve consumed more medicine than regular food. My arms have been injected with so many needles that they resemble meat sieves! I really don’t want to live like this anymore. I’m even willing to get out of here and

looked at the kid with a complicated expression. She

in my entire life. You know that,” Logan

responded flatly, “I can’t

had no idea how

grandson. There was nothing

furrowed, just stared at her. “Y-You’re not Ms.

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