Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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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..."

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"What?"

"Don't you think there's something wrong with that stuff?"

Toph pondered for a moment, sensing that something might indeed be amiss. "Chris, tell me!"

"Back then, I had someone get a special drug for Aunt Linda," Chris said in a low voice. "It's what special forces and

international spies use. It can make people lose their memory."

Realization struck Toph. "The kind that was given to Maisie?"

"Yes." Chris nodded. "But she has already regained her memory."

"Do you think maybe Harvey was given this kind of drug too?"

"No." Chris looked at him. "In fact, 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 into

lunatics or inducing hallucinations."

He paused and bit his lip, his eyes looking elsewhere. "I suspect that wasn't a sedative at all, but..."

"No way!" Toph widened his eyes, unable to believe it. "Could a sister really harm her own brother? Besides, what

reason would Harvey's sister have to do such a thing?"

"Are you dumb?" Chris put his hands on his hips. "People can do anything for their family fortune."

Toph argued, "Not my brother! He wouldn't do that to me!"

Chris covered his face, both amused and exasperated. "He's not the same! You don't even need to compete with

him. As long as you want, he'll hand the entire Hamerton Group to you!"

Chris patted Toph's shoulder. "Not all family relationships in this world are like yours with your brother. Some siblings

harm each other for the sake of profit. Remember Lena's sister? They were twins, and how did it end?"

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Toph fell silent, walking forward with a heavy heart. His world was indeed too innocent. Even after experiencing so

much, he still refused to think about the dark side of the world.

Now... it wasn't about what he wanted to think. It was a problem he had to face!

He turned to Chris. "Maybe... let's observe in secret. If Harvey is truly in danger, I must save him!"

Chris raised an eyebrow, smiling lightly. "Your relationship with him is that good?"

"What are you thinking?!" Toph knocked his head. "It's mutual respect between artists!"

"Alright, alright!"

One would be a few steps away from the rehab center along this small path in a gloomy corner.

Cindy stood there anxiously, waiting.

After a while, a car slowly pulled over to the side of the road, and a finely dressed woman stepped out of the car,

wearing a wide-brimmed hat that covered most of her face.

Even so, she subconsciously pressed down the hat's brim further the moment she got out of the car.

Cindy ran over in anticipation but hesitated to get too close. Her lips trembled as she softly called out, "Jojo..."