Santiago twitched. As his lips itched, he lifted his hand and wiped it. This terrified Deanna. Immediately, she put her hand behind her back as she shook her head, as if subconsciously trying to assert that she was not the one who touched his lips. It just so happened that Scarlette walked past the ward. As she saw Deanna s overwrought expression, she wondered if she had gone hysterical again. Deanna took a seat, pretending that nothing happened as she waited for Raeleigh and the rest to return to the ward. Santiago was still asleep. Raeleigh brought some chicken porridge while Zorion was carrying a fruit basket. Jepherson came back empty-handed. Scarlette had a feeling that Deanna was not mentally sound. She grabbed hold of Raeleigh s arm and whispered in her ear. "Stop making a fuss over this issue," Raleigh said as she shrugged her off. She then walked towards Deanna and handed her the chicken porridge. "Dig in while it s still hot," she said.
As she walked out of the ward, Raeleigh made her way to the staircase. She did not like taking the elevator. As she stopped at the entrance of the staircase, she was bewildered to find Zorion tagging along. "Are you alright?" Zorion asked. "Left something in the ward, huh?" Raeleigh shook her head and said, "Nah. Anyway I m not leaving yet." Instantly, she felt bad. She thought that she had intentionally created a window of opportunity for Deanna. She looked at Zorion and said, "I'm meeting Scarlette. You don't have to keep me company." Scarlette was standing at the entrance of the ward. She walked towards Raeleigh the moment she saw her. "I want to buy something," Raeleigh said. "Come along with me." "Let's go," Scarlette said. "It just so happens that I want to buy something too." She then took Raeleigh by the arm and walked towards the staircase. With hands in his pockets, Zorion stood and watched as Raeleigh left. When she was out of sight, he turned
Raeleigh was able to get hold of a doctor quickly, who then checked on Deanna alongside some medical officers. The preliminary medical examination confirmed that it was due to food poisoning. Subsequent testing was required to determine the exact germs that led to the food poisoning. Zorion carried Deanna to the observation unit. Not long after the preliminary screening, the doctor came to the conclusion that the food poisoning was caused by a substance called tetramine. "What are we supposed to do now, doc?" Zorion said. He was pale and expressionless as he stood outside. Comparatively, Santiago was a lot calmer. Raeleigh stood beside Zorion. She looked agitated. Four people were in the ward. Deanna was the only one who was down with food poisoning. She ate a piece of watermelon before she succumbed to food poisoning. Raeleigh was the one who brought the watermelon. A thought crossed Raeleigh s mind. Then, she looked at Scarlette and said, "Scarlett and Hadria
Stuart gazed at Jepherson in the rearview mirror. "Why is Mr. Jepherson quiet?" he thought. "This is such shocking news. Yet, he's calm and collected. That s surprising indeed." "Mr. Jepherson hasn t been particularly close to Mr. Santiago, but..." "But they re siblings after all." "Could it be true then that Mr. Jepherson hates Mr. Santiago?" As they arrived at Richards Manor, a group of reporters could be seen waiting at the entrance. Be that as it may, Jepherson refused to wait in the car. At that moment, the crowd of reporters had surrounded the car. Stuart got out of the car immediately and went to the rear door panel. Then, he lifted the door handle. Jepherson got out of the car. He had always been his unapproachable self, where he came across as cool and stone-faced. Right then, he looked exceedingly intimidating. There was an aura of regality about his demeanor. No reporters dared to come closer. Instead, they retreated. Stuart lowered his head.
Hansen frowned as he received a call from his son. "Is Deanna alright?" he asked, quirking his brow. "She's doing well now, but we shouldn t remain silen any longer," Jepherson said as he strolled along the walkway. After a brief pause, Hansen said, "Mr. Whalen s not going to let this go if he knows what happened to Deanna." You ve been negligent though," he added. "I ll meet up with Raeleigh one of these days." "Well, come back if you would like to," Jepherson said as he smirked. "I may not be able to leave once I m back though," Hanson said. "What's more, you aspire to build a successful career. As your father, I need to back off, so that you can prove to others that you re worth your salt." Jepherson smirked. He then turned around and glanced at Stuart. Stuart immediately lowered his head as he happened to overhear the conversation. "Older people are indeed wiser," Stuart thought. "Other than Mr. Hansen, nobody can outwit Mr. Jepherson."
Raeleigh raised her head after groaning in pain for a while. They were standing opposite each other. Santiago furrowed his brows and gave her an indifferent look as he waited for her to remove her hands off her forehead. Nonetheless, Raeleigh showed no signs of wanting to let go. Santiago then walked towards her. She was still holding her forehead. Irritated, Santiago then grabbed hold of her arms as he lowered his head to stare at her. Santiago was stunned as Raeleigh glowered at him. It was not that her gaze was frightening. Rather, it was because he noticed that there were bruises on her forehead. Santiago knitted his brows repeatedly and said, "Hey, it was just a flick." Raeleigh stood motionlessly. She was alright, merely feeling a painful sensation on her forehead. Santiago glanced at Scarlette. She knew something was amiss. However, she didn't dare to walk towards Raeleigh. "Can you stop fooling around?" Raeleigh said. Santiago clasped Raeleig
Upon their return to the intensive care unit, Raeleigh took a seat while Jepherson had a few words with Santiago. "Don t you ever hurt her again," Jepherson said before he left. "No worries, I won't," Santiago said. Jepherson then turned around and left. He had arranged for the hospital to be put under lockdown before he got in the car and left. At the backyard of the Moore family's home. "Hey, Cynthia. What can I do for you?" Flynt asked. He headed straight to the backyard the moment he was told that Cynthia was looking for him. He had always been on good terms with his sisters. "Nah, don't worry about it," Cynthia said while sitting on the bed. "I was merely asking where you have been." Ever since she learnt of Santiago s passing, she had not got much of an appetite. In fact, she had not been eating for the past two days. She was aware that Flynt would be back that day. Therefore, she had instructed a servant to get him to meet her as soon as he return
Raeleigh reckoned that Santiago had an attitude problem. "Well, if you don't own up to your mistakes and make amends, I ve got to let Jepherson know so that he ll intervene," Raeleigh said. Santiago seemed to shrug her off. "I'm a grown-up, I know what I'm doing," Santiago said as he shook his leg. That air of nonchalance annoyed Raeleigh. "Yeah, right," Raeleigh said. "You aren t sensible enough. Hence, you ve got it all wrong." While Raeleigh was reprimanding Santiago, Scarlette wondered what happened. "What has Mr. Santiago done?" she thought. "Raeleigh has always been mild-mannered. The fact that she wants to bring this up to Mr. Jepherson is indication enough that Mr. Santiago must have done something that s rather unacceptable." "Well, then. Hurry up, Raeleigh", Scarlette thought. "I can t wait to see Mr. Santiago eating some humble pies." "Are you done b*tching?" Santiago said. He turned hostile all of a sudden, catching Scarlette off guard. She the