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?”

for a moment, sensing that something might indeed be amiss.

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

struck Toph. “The kind that was given

“But she

Harvey was

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

elsewhere. “I suspect that wasn’t a sedative at

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

for their family fortune.”Books

argued, “Not my brother! He

don’t even need to compete with him. As long as you want, he’ll hand the

with your brother. Some siblings harm each other

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