<h4>Chapter 794: Chapter 794: How Could There Be Such a Strange Illness</h4>


    The doctor shivered at the thought of the worst-case scenario.


    He feared that once he spoke, Matthew Saxon would punch him twice.


    Matthew Saxon, impatient with his hesitations, stared at him coldly, his gaze sharp as he asked, "What exactly will happen?"


    The doctor was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. With determination, he revealed an oue that most people couldn’t bear: "Death from bleeding from all seven orifices."


    Having finished, the doctor’s back was soaked again, andrge beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.


    Who is Roy Saxon?


    He is the chairman of the Seymour Consortium, a powerful figure in his domain, a legend in the business world.


    If such a mighty man ends up dying so tragically, isn’t that very sad?


    "Nonsense!" Maxwell Saxon’s face darkened as he coldly rebuked, "How could there be such a strange illness? I’ve never heard of it."


    The doctor was on the verge of tears, overwhelmed by their gazes. He swallowed his saliva and nervously exined, "Young master, strictly speaking, this is not an illness."


    Maxwell Saxon was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Not an illness, then what is it?"


    "Poisoning, chronic poisoning."


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    "Scarlett,e and see quickly."


    Scarlett Yates had just emerged from the bathroom when Ste Nelson pulled her to the television.


    Ste Nelson pointed to the screen and said to her, "Take a look. Didn’t I see it wrong? The chairman of Seymour suddenly passed out and was hospitalized?"


    The sliding ss doors to the balcony were open.


    The evening breeze blew in, caressing the skin burnt red by hot water on Scarlett Yates, taking away the lingering heat.


    Feeling a bit cold, she took the jacket from the sofa and put it on before sitting down and looking at where Ste Nelson pointed.


    The news was still broadcasting.


    Such a sensational news warrants more than half an hour of special coverage, those big letters below the screen saying "Shocking News" really deserve it.


    After watching for a moment, Scarlett Yates turned her gaze away, her expression unchanged.


    "Scarlett, do you want to visit him at the hospital?" Ste Nelson asked tentatively.


    "I remember you told me before that the chairman of Seymour was quite kind to you. Now that he’s sick and hospitalized, don’t you...?"


    From Scarlett Yates, Ste Nelson had already learned that the person staying with Alexis Denton at Richmond every night was not Matthew Saxon.


    Since the other party wasn’t a cheating scoundrel, and Scarlett Yates clearly still had feelings for him, Ste Nelson hoped the two could reconcile.


    Scarlett Yates understood her meaning and shook her head: "There must be many people visiting him, one less won’t matter."


    "Scarlett, are you really not nning to make amends with Matthew Saxon?" Ste Nelson asked seriously.


    "Ste, there are too many things between me and him; even without the Alexis Denton issue, it wouldn’tst long," Scarlett Yates once again turned her gaze toward the TV screen, paused while drying her hair.


    Two hours ago, in the restaurant, Matthew Saxon took a phone call and left hurriedly. At that time, was it someone informing him that Roy Saxon was in trouble?


    News reports usually like to exaggerate a bit more than the real situation, and the media has yet to obtain exact information, but they’ve already reported Roy Saxon’s copse as quite serious.


    Scarlett Yates wasn’t entirely unconcerned.


    She once mistakenly believed Roy Saxon was the murderer of her parents, and she had harbored resentment towards him.