After receiving his IV, Hamilton''s condition stabilized, and he managed to sleep through the afternoon in the hospital. Come evening, Evadne carefully escorted her grandfather back home.


    Stepping out of the mansion with Jason, they were immediately met by a weary Thaddeus, who had rushed back home.


    "Evadne!"


    Thaddeus moved forward to embrace her, his breathing heavy, clearly having hurried back, "I''m sorry you had to go through all this trouble, and here I am, unable to help."


    "Don''t say that, looking after Grandpa is my responsibility too," Evadne said gently, her hands finding their way to his broad shoulders, beginning to massage them.


    "I should check on Grandpa."


    Just as Thaddeus was about to step in, Evadne quickly stopped him, "Grandpa just fell asleep, let''s not disturb him. He''s been through a lot, especially with Mari''s wedding draining him both physically and mentally. Let him rest."


    "That''s probably for the best," Thaddeus sighed, feeling guilty.


    "Thaddeus," Evadne paused, her expression turning serious, "Let''s talk in the


    car."


    The couple made their way to Evadne''s sleek car, with Jason taking the driver''s seat, ready for a private conversation.


    "Today, while I was with Grandpa at the hospital, I ran into Avery being admitted there," Evadne started, Thaddeus''s eyes widened as he gripped her hand tightly, his palm sweaty with concern.


    "Don''t worry, I just paid a polite visit. He wasn''t up to anything suspicious. After all, you can''t catch a tiger unless you enter the tiger''s den."


    Evadne''s brows furrowed, "But, if he''s there just for an appendicitis, as his secretary ims, why is the entire ward locked down as if it''s Fort Knox? It''s like they don''t want anyone to know he''s sick. And another thing, diazepam. Harvey imed it was for his mother."


    Jason scoffed, "But we know Harvey''s background. He''s an orphan!


    "Diazepam, I''m familiar with that," Thaddeus said, his voice deep and serious, "It''s a central nervous system depressant. It can be used for anxiety, sedation, and even to control seizures and convulsions. Some of myrades used it to treat PTSD."


    "Could Avery have epilepsy?"


    Jason looked puzzled, "Even if he''s ill, so what? He''s wiped out his entire family; who''s left to threaten him?"


    "That''s exactly my point. Whatever he''s suffering from, it''s not just any illness."


    Evadne narrowed her eyes, "I identally saw a bunch of needle marks on his arm. Considering everything, I suspect Avery has been injecting drugs. He''s probably in the hospital because of some adverse effects from drug use."


    Thaddeus and Jason were shocked!


    "That would exin the oddities," Evadne said coldly, "Avery had dealings with narcotics even before returning to our country. It''s hard to believe he wouldn''t dip into his own supply."


    "If we can find proof of his drug use, it would not only deal a heavy blow to him but also throw the Chambers Group into chaos."


    Thaddeus pondered for a moment, "But how do we get evidence? He''s heavily guarded in the hospital."


    "Yeah, he''d be careful about who''s around when he does drugs. Reporting him without proof would be pointless," Jason added, feeling the challenge.


    "That''s exactly why we have a chance now that he''s in the hospital. If he were in his fortress, we''d have no shot."


    Evadne''s smile was both beautiful and cunning, her eyes zing with determination, "We may not get close to him, but we can get close to his medical team. I believe no wall ispletely impermeable. And I believe justice will eventually lean towards us."


    Everything unfolded as Evadne had predicted.


    Avery was indeed rushed to the hospital due to a severe reaction from injecting drugs. Normally, a sedative or his private doctor could handle it, but this time, the reaction was rmingly severe, causing convulsions, skin rashes, and even respiratory failure. It took a day and night of emergency treatment to stabilize him.


    Thus, he ordered aplete lockdown on the information. Any leak would mean endless trouble.


    Now, with drug trials halted, any further crisis could jeopardize Sir. The oue for Avery would be abandonment and elimination.


    That evening, Avery discussed his situation with Harvey in his hospital room.


    Looking as pale as a vampire, his eyes dark with frustration, he asked, "I hate the smell of hospitals. When can I leave?"


    "Mr. Chambers, the doctor said your recent episode was extremely dangerous. It took over 24 hours to stabilize you," Harvey advised with concern, "You need at least another week of observation to ensure your condition is stable. Your health is paramount. This time, you should heed the doctor''s advice. After all, you''re the backbone of the Chambers Group."


    "The Chambers Group, what of it? I just don''t want him to see me as useless," Avery massaged his temples, fraught with worry.


    "You being in the hospital won''t make others think less of you. You can rest easy!"


    Suddenly, Avery''s body started to shake uncontrobly, his arm trembling as if he had lost control over it!


    "Harvey, the drug!" His voice trembled, desperation creeping into his eyes.


    "Mr. Chambers! You mustn''t!" Harvey eximed in horror, "It''s because of those injections you''re in this state. You need to detox now!"


    Avery roared, "Do it now!"


    "Mr. Chambers, please, for your own health, endure this!" Harvey pleaded.


    Just then, a knock on the door interrupted them.


    "Who is it?!" Harvey snapped, fearful of what mighte next.


    "Mr. Chambers, it''s time for your medication," came a gentle voice from the hallway.


    Avery clenched his teeth, quickly hiding his trembling arms under the nket, and motioned with his eyes for Harvey to answer the door.