Chapter 628:


    Isaac saw the weight behind his words and said nothing more.


    Children grow up. Some storms, they have to face alone.


    That night, under the glow of city lights, Kristiany in bed feeling hollow.


    He tried to sleep. He couldn’t.


    For three nights, the same feeling haunted him. On the third day, he copsed from exhaustion and fever.


    If Gerard hadn’t noticed in time, things could’ve taken a dark turn. Gerard rushed around the hospital, paying bills, getting medication, talking to doctors.


    By dusk, after a day of IV drips, Kristian finally opened his eyes. Gerard let out a heavy sigh.


    “Sir, you’re finally awake. You scared me half to death.”


    Kristian looked up at the ceiling, then around the room. His eyesnded on the IV. He frowned. “What happened?”


    Gerard’s voice was tight. “You had a high fever for over four hours. The doctor said it could’ve caused brain damage.” It had nearly reached the point of organ failure.


    Gerard had been on edge the whole time.


    Kristian looked indifferent. “You didn’t tell my parents, did you?”


    Gerard nodded. “No. I figured you’d say that. But you really can’t treat your body like this anymore. Your family will worry.”


    Kristian sighed in relief. He had sent his family off at the airport the morning after his birthday. If they knew, they’d be worried.


    Gerard spoke up suddenly. “By the way…”


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    Kristian’s face was still pale, his lips dry. The fever wasn’t fully gone.


    “What is it?”


    Gerard hesitated.


    Kristian’s voice was low. “Just say it.”


    “I got a call from Ms. Briggs this afternoon. Your phone rang when I came back with the meds,” Gerard said cautiously.


    Kristian’s eyes flickered with light.


    “Give me my phone,” he said in a hoarse voice.


    Gerard shook his head. “You need rest.”


    Kristian insisted. “Give it to me.”


    Gerard had no choice. He handed it over.


    Kristian unlocked it with one hand and quickly called the number Freya had used. He adjusted his voice, just in case.


    After a few rings, she picked up.


    Kristian spoke calmly. “You called this afternoon. What was it about? I was in a meeting and didn’t hear it.”


    Freya replied without pause. “Ashley informed me that the man is making his move. If nothing changes, someone wille for me tonight.”


    Kristian shot upright. The IV needle tugged painfully, drawing blood.


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