"Thank my brother for me." Justin's gaze remained calm as he looked at Clarice. "I'll take the medicine. I still have work to do. Dr. Amaryllis, you may leave now."

"Then I won't disturb you any longer, Mr. Justin. If you feel unwell, contact me immediately."

With that, Clarice turned and walked toward the door.

"Ian, I'll attend the charity event this weekend," Justin said, his voice low.

Ian was overjoyed. "Understood. I'll make the arrangements right away!"

Clarice's eyes flickered as she glanced back briefly before striding out.

The moment the door closed, Justin's face turned cold. He grabbed the pills from the desk and tossed them into the trash without a second thought.

"Mr. Salvador, you've come to your senses?!" Ian was on the verge of tears from sheer relief. He had been worried Justin had fallen under the spell of that sly fox!

life; that's true. But that doesn't mean I need

his desk, exhaled slowly, and recalled the conversation he had with his brother on the rooftop. The

The weekend arrived quickly.

families, government entities, non-governmental organizations, and community groups. Such occasions were always a chance for these elites to showcase their generosity, enhance their public image,

in such charitable activities. In the morning, a Rolls-Royce pulled up at

donated. The day's activities at the orphanage were

orphanage, accompanied by Steven

night, covering the courtyard in a pristine white blanket. Teachers and volunteers were busy

year's event has really brought some liveliness to our orphanage!

so quiet, with hardly anyone willing to visit. It's clear, Ms.

is here

racing uncontrollably as her voice became slightly hoarse. "Mr.

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