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Taylor quickly retrieved the cap and gently helped Yunice put it back on.
<i>I </i>knew that Dr. <i>Rylie </i><i>wore </i>full <i>coverage </i><i>every </i><i>day </i>because of the burns, but I had never imagined the scars would be <i>so </i>severe.
Taylor was clearly upset. She was never one to swallow her pride. Defending Yunice, she turned to Jackson and snapped, “Mr. Jackson, Dr. Rylie came here because I asked her to. If you don’t trust her, just say so and I’ll send her back. But did you really have to rip someone’s wound open like that?”
She was a newlywed, and her family had influence. Jackson said nothing.
He nced at the woman, who was hastily pulling down her cap to cover the scars on her face, then tossed the situation aside.
“Do what you want. If you all can’t fix him, don’te crying to me.”
Taylor rolled her eyes. <i>Typical</i>. <i>This </i>old man had <i>been </i><i>pampered </i><i>for </i><i>too </i>long. Acting like he <i>was </i>king of the <i>world</i>.
It isn’t
<i>my </i><i>son </i><i>lying </i>in <i>that </i><i>bed</i>; it <i>is </i><i>Jackson’s </i><i>son</i><i>. </i><i>Why </i><i>should </i><i>I </i><i>care </i>if he lived <i>or </i>died<i>? </i>
Linda, on the other hand, looked absolutely miserable. <i>Where </i><i>am </i>I <i>going </i>to get a <i>pound </i>of <i>warm </i><i>kid </i>urine?
Left with no choice, she sent someone to a kindergarten and begged them to pick it up, making sure to emphasize that it had to be from a child.
Taylor invited Yunice to rest in another hallway.
While they had a quiet moment, Yunice took Taylor’s pulse. She’d been taking Yunice’s medicine. for two months now, and her original problems had mostly cleared up.
Soon after, violent gagging sounds came from the next room.
It wasn’t just one person. Even the maids were choking. Linda sounded the worst.
Jenseny on the bed, disoriented and burning, swallowing everything that touched his lips.
He frowned after a few swallows but kept drinking.
Eventually the smell hit him so hard that even in his half–conscious state he instinctively turned his face away, refusing another sip.
Linda’s spoon wouldn’t go in. She snapped.
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Several people held Jensen down while they forced his mouth open and poured the rest in.
From the next room, Yunice heard the sounds of violent vomiting and angry cursing.
Jensen had finally woken up, sick to consciousness.
Taylor was overjoyed.
“Dr. Rylie, you really are a miracle worker!”
Yunice just smiled. Not a miracle, just a bit of mischief.
He didn’t need urine to wake up. But I did to make him <i>suffer</i>.
I couldn’t <i>catch </i>the kid, but I <i>can </i>certainly punish the dad.
Jensen today. <i>Paul </i><i>tomorrow</i>.
Soon Linda came in. Yunice deliberately covered her nose.
Linda had always carried herself with pride. When had she ever been treated like this? The humiliation stung, but she needed Yunice, so she pretended nothing had happened.
“Dr. Rylie, he drank about half before the rest spilled…now that he’s awake, do we need to continue?”
Yunice replied evenly, “Madam, you understand that dosages are important in medicine…”
Before she could finish, Linda relented.
“All right, I understand. I’ll get more…”
Yunice said nothing. This was <b><i>just </i></b>a <i>tiny </i><i>taste</i><i>. </i>
The Powells had <i>done </i>worse to <b>me</b><b>. </b>
She continued to think, nning her next move.
Night fell. The entire Powellpound was bathed in artificial light, bright as day.
Jensen was now fully awake and no longer screaming in pain.
To monitor his condition, Yunice was asked to stay at the mansion for the night.
Not long after, Taylor made an <b>excuse </b>to leave<b>. </b>
A maid brought in some light refreshments and tea<b>, </b>but Yunice didn’t touch anything.
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She quickly located the conference room used for official meetings.
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Inside were Taylor and several executives involved in the Northvale project. As she panned the camera, Yunice suddenly caught sight of Wyatt.
It was so sharp that the moment she spotted him on her screen, he raised his eyes and stared directly at the corner camera.
The look felt like it pierced the monitor and met her eyes.
Yunice nearly dropped her phone.
Fearing discovery, she didn’t dare move the camera again. Which meant the feed stayed locked on Wyatt’s face the whole time.
As she continued to listen, she learned that they were discussing preparations for the Northvale project.
<i>Jackson </i><i>had </i><i>somehow </i><i>negotiated </i><i>with </i><i>Wyatt </i><i>to </i><i>get </i><i>some </i><i>of </i><i>the </i><i>project </i><i>rights </i><i>back</i>.
<i>It </i><i>had </i><i>originally </i><i>been </i><i>a </i><i>50-50 </i><i>split</i>. <i>But </i><i>since </i><i>Carl </i><i>had </i><i>bought </i><i>in </i><i>with </i><i>strong </i><i>shares</i><i>, </i><i>Wyatt </i>now <i>had </i><i>the </i><i>upper </i>hand <i>again</i>.
Soon Jensen appeared, dressed in a sharp suit that smelled freshlyundered. He walked executives and sat down across from Jackson.
past the
Except for the burn near his private parts, Jensen had no visible injuries, only a severe shock earlier.
But that pound of “medicine” had given him a new reason to pull himself together.
He felt like he was back in the game.
Now, desperate to regain some dignity in front of his father, he showed up.
<b>Send Gifts </b>