?Chapter 1965


    "My sister is literally the incarnation of hell. She gets excited when she sees dead people." Drew could not help but tease.


    Thinking of that man''s terrifying appearance, Ian felt a lingering fear. "Is that man dead just like that? He just hit his head on the curb."


    Although Be had only examined that man''s body for a few minutes, she felt that his death was not so simple.


    "Not necessarily. He was convulsing before he fainted, and his muscles contracted rhythmically. He was also unconscious, so it could be a sign of epilepsy. We will only know the exact reason for death after an autopsy,"


    "Epilepsy? I would have thought he overdosed." Drew clicked his tongue, still savoring the exciting feeling of a real-life horror scene. "When I was overseas, I''d seen some drug addicts. When they were high or in withdrawal, they behaved like the man just now, like a zombie."


    Be leaned against Justin''s chest, panting softly. Justin looked down at her, wiping off the sweat from her nose with his thumb.


    "Be, the man just now was from Southern Star."


    "Southern Star Syndicate?!" Be was stunned. "How did you know?"


    That was Aunt Sasha''s family.


    "Just now, I saw the Vermillion Bird badge pinned to his cor. It''s the Southern Star Syndicate''s logo." Drew sneered. "Oh, he''s in a gang. Then it might really be an overdose, killing himself in broad daylight." "No, Aunt Sasha told me before that the Southern Star Syndicate strictly prohibits drugs. Their members could not be involved in drugs either... Otherwise, there would be severe consequences." Be immediately rebuked it.


    "That''s in the past. Now that Watson is almost dying, he has lost his power and cannot control those underlings anymore. If they wanted to do shady business behind his back, he probably couldn''t stop them." Drew narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.


    "Drew... Don''t say that. He is Aunt Sasha''s father. Even if you don''t like him, you should have some respect."


    "Watson is a gangster, and his daughter is someone''s mistress. Forgive me for my old-fashioned thoughts, but I can''t respect them at all." Drew looked out the window, the ss reflecting his cold and hard features.


    Justin could see that Drew could still not get over the fact that Wyatt kept a few wives. Whenever this topic came up, Drew would start being sarcastic.


    "Aunt Sasha has been amazing to us and Wyatt."


    Be lowered her eyes. Her voice was hoarse and weak. "She has removed her uterus... So she will never have a child with Wyatt."


    Justin''s eyes widened. This news had surpassed his expectations.


    Even Ian, who was driving, was shocked by this family secret, asionally stealing nces in the rearview mirror.


    "Ha, my sister has a kind heart, but I was born without empathy and a cold heart. I will never ept a woman who tried to snatch my mother''s husband away. Sasha, M, and Celeste are the same in my eyes."


    After that, Drew crossed his arms around his chest and closed his eyes, indicating that he was about to rest.


    It meant the conversation had ended.


    Justin and Be looked at each other, sighing helplessly.N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    When they reached a private hospital with excellent equipment and no waiting time, Be quickly finished her examination and drew blood for further tests. She then rested in a ward while receiving an IV.


    Justin only left the room when Be was sound asleep.


    Avoiding Drew and Ian, Justin quietly came to the first floor and registered to see a urology specialist.