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    Upon entering the ward, Jarrod’s father looked at them with a cold stare. “And who might you be?”


    Coen stepped forward to engage him. “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Are you Mr. Jarrod Newman’s father? We’re both friends of his. Upon learning of his mother’s hospitalization, we feltpelled to visit her.”


    Jarrod’s father’s initial apprehension softened. “Ah, I understand. Just leave the gifts over there, and you may go.”


    Following his indication, they noticed an array of presents and flowers in the corner.


    The realization dawned on them. Their intent wasn’t solely to deliver gifts; they also wished to speak with Jarrod. Establishing a favorable impression was crucial for their continued coboration.


    “Is your son not present?” Coen asked.


    Jarrod’s father paused, casting a nce at them. “Jarrod isn’t here today. There’s no need for you to linger. Your time would be better spent elsewhere.”


    With a dismissive wave, he added, “Please, depart promptly.” It was clear that it was untenable for them to linger further and engage in conversation with Jarrod’s father shamelessly.


    Coen offered deferentially, “Mr. Newman, I’m Coen Powell. Kindly ry this message to your son when you speak with him. Thank you.”


    Jarrod’s father responded curtly, “Understood.”


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    Shortly after their departure, less than five minutester, Jarrod greeted his father at the door, having just consulted with the doctor. “Dad, I’ve spoken to the doctor. Mom’s condition is improving steadily.”


    He had sought out Norah in the emergency department. While she wasn’t directly attending to his mother, she had provided a thorough discussion of her condition.


    Did she recognize it was his mother, showing particr concern?


    Jarrod swiftly dismissed the thought. “If you need help caring for her, I can arrange for a caregiver.”


    “Why incur that expense? I’m capable of looking after her myself. Also, two individuals visited her bearing gifts. One of them was named Coen Powell. I thought you should know.”


    Jarrod’s demeanor turned grim. “Dad, if they bring gifts next time, reject them outright and ask them to leave.”


    Observing his father’s confused expression, Jarrod rified their identities.


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