The sudden disy of emotion from Master Moore left Theodore feeling somewhat guilty.


    However, as he observed the old man more closely, he noticed nothing seemed off, which eased his worries.


    Theodore recalled that he had rarely disobeyed Master Moore, and even though he harbored thoughts of handing the leadership of the Moore family to Jasmine, he had never outright opposed it. This led him to believe that the old master shouldn’t have any suspicions about him.


    With a slight smile and a respectful demeanor, he said, “Dad, be sure to drink while it’s still hot. I’ll ask the kitchen to prepare a cup of Buddha’s Jumping Wall for you this evening to help restore your strength.”


    Master Moore nodded in response, remaining silent as he gulped down the entire serving of bird’s nest in his bowl.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Seeing the old man finish his meal, Theodore felt a wave of relief wash over him and thought to himself, “Jasmine’s fate hangs in the bnce, and the old man seems to be losing his grip on reality. The Moore family is no longer a threat to me! Traditionally, the eldest son inherits everything, so if you insist on giving me this troublesome task, don’t me me for being ruthless!”


    Then, with a smile, he added, “Dad, take your time resting. I’ll step outside to call Rueben and check on his progress.”


    The old master nodded slightly, allowing Theodore to leave the room.


    Once outside, Theodore didn’t immediately call Rueben. Instead, he summoned one of his underlings and instructed him seriously, “From now on, keep a close watch on the old master. I want to know everything he does and says, understood?”


    The subordinate quickly nodded, replying, “Understood, milord.”


    Meanwhile, lying on the bed, Master Moore suddenly felt a piercing headache, as if his entire brain was being pulled apart.


    However, shortly after, a warm sensation spread through his body, effectively driving away the pain.


    He realized that the headache was a result of the neurotoxin Theodore had administered to him.


    The warmth he felt was from the rejuvenation pills he had taken earlier.


    The old man couldn’t help but reflect, “It seems Charlie was right—the Rejuvenation Pill truly counters various toxins! Now that I’ve avoided the neurotoxin, I need to feign ignorance for the next 24 hours to ensure no one detects anything unusual before Charlie returns!”


    Taking advantage of his temporary rity, he pulled out his phone to research Alzheimer’s disease.


    He discovered that Alzheimer’s, known for causing memory loss, cognitive decline, and difficulties with speech and vision, can lead to severe symptoms such as incontinence, rigidity, and a vacant stare in advanced stages.


    Upon reading this, Master Moore thought, “To convince that adversary I’ve truly developed Alzheimer’s, I must exhibit severe dementia symptoms. Only then will he be fully assured…”


    An hourter, Theodore had been keeping a close watch on the time. After an hour and a half had passed since the old man took his medication, he felt it was time to check on him.


    Arriving at the door to Master Moore’s room, he pressed the doorbell but received no response.<fn2c7c> This update is avable on find·novel</fn2c7c>


    ted internally, he maintained hisposure and pressed the button again, but still, there was silence.


    Feigning rm, he shouted, “Someone! Get over here!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>