Chris stared coldly at the group of so-called doctors.

Maybe his intense gaze intimidated them—the doctors exchanged glances and quickly withdrew the needle, injecting only half the syringe before hastily leaving in a fluster.

In the room, a few servants remained, tending to Harvey.

Weakly, Harvey slumped onto the bed, his face pale.

Chris pulled Toph away, leading him out. This place didn’t evoke any artistic vibes for him. Instead, it felt eerie.

Exiting the gates of the Newhouse residence, Chris breathed a sigh of relief.

Toph looked at him oddly and asked what was going on.

Chris frowned and slowly uttered, “The sedative…”

“What?”

“Don’t you think there’s something wrong with that stuff?”

sensing that something

get a special drug for Aunt Linda,” Chris said in a low voice. “It’s what special forces and international

Toph. “The kind that was given to

she has already

Harvey was given this kind

there are many such secret drugs used by various countries. When they catch spies, they usually don’t treat them kindly. Those people have many ways to deal with spies, like turning them

lip, his eyes looking elsewhere. “I suspect that wasn’t a sedative at all,

eyes, unable to believe it. “Could a sister really harm her own brother? Besides, what

can do anything for their family

He wouldn’t do that to

even need to compete with him. As long as you

brother. Some siblings harm each other for the sake

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