Barton snorted coldly and then left with his entourage. Renee muttered, “Good intentions are often unappreciated. What a bunch
of ingrates!”
She had unwavering faith in Nash’s medical skills, especially after witnessing him cure a patient who was clinically brain-dead
not long ago.
Eric walked over to Nash, who looked a bit pale. He asked, “Are you okay?”
Nash smiled and nodded. “I’m good.
Eric rxed a bit. “We haven''t finished our drinks yet. Let’s go back and continue.”
Skadiined, “Yoyo hasn''t even had her cake yet. They ruined everything!” It was her first time celebrating Yoyo’s birthday,
and she had not expected such an event to ur.
Heraforted her softly, “Aren’t we going to go back and drink now? Let’s buy another cake and continue celebrating Yoyo’s
birthday wher we get back!”
An hourter, everyone returned to Vi 14 to continue celebrating Yoyo’s birthday. Jezebel prepared some nutritious snacks and
fruit tters as well as some appetizers for those who wanted to drink.
At around ten o''clock, Yoyo blew out the candles and made a wish.
Thus came the end of her fifth birthday celebration.
After Eric had drunk himself into unconsciousness, Nash followed the drowsy Hera back to their vi. As soon as they arrived
home, however, Nash’s phone rang.
Hera gently called out to Nash, “Nash, wake up!”
Lying on the couch, Nash looked at Hera with bleary eyes and mumbled, “My wife, you''re so beautifull”
Hera smiled sweetly and said, “Your phone is ringing. You should answer it.”
Seeing Nash still unmoved, Hera grabbed his phone and showed him the caller ID. It was Ster.
“Nash, Ster’s calling!”
Hera did not dare to answer the call without Nash’s permission. Nash engaged his true energy, and a wisp of white mist
emanated from the top of his head. The drunkenness on his face dissipated.
He sat up and grabbed the phone. “Uncle Ster...”
Nash addressed the man as ‘Uncle’ because he was considered a brother to Nash’s father. Before Nash knew Philix was his
father, he used to call Ster by his name. Now that he knew Philix was his father, it was natural for him to change the term of
address.
“Nash, the general and | have returned to the Northern Territory. He asked me to tell you two things.
“The first thing is that the Kleins have already discovered that you’re a member of the Young family. The second thing is that you
should be wary of Francis.”
Ster’s tone was serious when he said this, and Nash could not help but ask, “What does he mean by that? Why be wary of
Francis?
“Why didn’t my father call me personally for such an important matter?”
Although he had not met with Francis much, the man had always been kind to him. He even saved him and Melody a few days
ago. If it were Ster’s own judgment, Nash would have certainly ignored the matter.
However, it was his father who told Ster to ry the message to him.
There was a moment of silence before Ster slowly answered, “I’ve already told you what the Warden said. He won''t be
contacting you for the foreseeable future, and you shouldn''t try to contact him either. Your father’s affairs are not something you
can meddle in.”
With that, Ster ended the call.
Nash plopped onto the couch heavily. He tried calling his father, but his phone was turned off. What happened to his father in
Capiton? Was his father distancing himself from him because of the Kleins? What was his father thinking when he warned him
about Francis?
Nash dialed Tristan’s number. He was the only person he knew in Capiton’s political circle. The call was quickly answered, and
Tristan asked with a smile, “Mr. Calcraft, why are you calling me sote?”Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.
Without beating about the bush, Nash asked directly, “Has something happened in Capiton?”
Tristan was surprised. “What happened?”
After a brief pause, Nash asked, “How are the rtions between the four Wardens and Francis Dunn?”
“They''re fine. I’m not exactly sure about the specifics of their rtionships with one another. | don’t have the authority to meddle
in their affairs.”
“Alright, go get some rest.”