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After hanging up the phone, Dylan immediately relayed Judith’s words to Beck. Beck was livid, itching

to grab a gun, hunt down Judith, and unload a magazine into her. But Dylan raised his hand to his

forehead, massaging it wearily. “I’m not sure if Ian knows anything about this so-called secret

organization. Beck, go ask him,” Dylan urged. At the moment, Dylan didn’t dare face Maja, nor did he

dare confront Ian. He just wanted to find somewhere to hide away, but his father’s coma was his

burden to bear as the eldest son. Yet his mind was in turmoil. The woman in the photograph he’d seen

at his father’s place haunted him. She didn’t seem to be the same Arlene he knew. If she wasn’t

Arlene, then she could only be Cynthia. And considering the name ‘Cynthia’ that Augus would

sometimes call out during his bouts of unconsciousness, could it be that the woman Augus truly loved

was Cynthia, not Arlene? The thought left a bitter taste in Dylan’s mouth. As Arlene’s child, he didn’t

see this revelation as good news, but rather as a sour betrayal. Arlene might not have been a model

mother. She’d always been spineless in Augus’s presence and had a weak presence at home, but she

had always managed the Sanders family affairs with meticulous care. With a sigh, Dylan continued

giving instructions to Beck. “Find out if there’s an antidote, and if this poisoning business is even true.”

Beck didn’t dare delay and immediately called Ian. Ian was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. He had

recently hired a private chef to craft a tailored prenatal menu for Maja. He was still memorizing the list

of forbidden foods during pregnancy and now stood in the kitchen, observing how the chef worked his

magic. The ring of his phone was a distraction he was reluctant to entertain. He didn’t want anything to

disrupt the tranquility of his world with Maja. But he knew that he and Maja were about to embark on a

journey and that he needed to address the Sanders family matters swiftly. He pressed the answer

button, and Beck’s voice came through. “Ian, Judith just confessed she poisoned my dad, but the

hospital equipment can’t detect it. She mentioned it’s from some secret organization. Do you know

anything about it?” As Ian took the call, Maja received a text. It was from K. [Congratulations on finding

your family. But it looks like your father is likely to be a vegetable for life.] The tone was disgustingly

smug. Maja, her face cold, sent a reply. [It seems like you know everything, huh?] K didn’t text back but

sent a photo instead. It showed an office desk with a document on it, implying there was nothing he

didn’t know about, including her identity. Annoyed by this self-assured yet cautious individual, Maja

read his next message with a frown. [How did you break free from my hypnosis? Logically, Ian wouldn’t

want you to lose half your life over it. I’m a bit curious.] That was what he was most curious about—

what allowed Maja to emerge unscathed and free from the control of hypnosis. Maja, realizing K didn’t

understand the world of emotions, decided not to answer his question but asked her own. [The drug for

Mr. Sanders, was it you who provided it?] [Yes, Maja. I look forward to your visit.] Maja’s expression

darkened. If the drug had come from K, then the situation was indeed complicated. She immediately

sought out Ian, who was just telling her about the situation. Her heart sank even further. “The drug

came from K, and it’s likely from the research facility. Ian, I’ve been thinking—what exactly is the

relationship between the research facility and BK? Many of the drugs K provided are linked to that

facility, and we heard before that these drugs aren’t something just anyone at the facility can access,

right?” Taking a deep breath, she added, “I need to save Mr. Sanders.” It was time to head to that

address, to find Lillian. Perhaps then they could learn more about BK. But Ian hesitated, glancing down

at her pregnant belly. Maja knew what he was thinking and stepped closer, encircling his neck with her

arms. “Whatever it is, we’ll face it together, okay?” He had no choice but to hold her waist, agreeing

softly, “Yeah.” Having decided their course, Maja and Ian made another trip to the Sanders

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residence. Augus was still lying in bed, showing no signs of waking. The doctor had checked again

and, apart from severe stress, could offer no other diagnosis. Beck sat nearby, his face a stormy mask.

“Judith claims she can get an antidote. Do you believe her?” Maja responded quickly, “K won’t hand

over the antidote that easily. Judith is just one of his pawns, just like the late Jolin. He never cares

about the fate of his pawns. She’s likely saying that to save her own skin.” Her gaze shifted to the man

lying on the bed, her tone detached. “I’m going to find Lillian. It will involve the BK organization and

eventually the research facility. I’ll find a cure for him.” She still wasn’t accustomed to calling Augus

‘Dad’. At that moment, the white-haired man on the bed opened his eyes, which had once been clear

but were now clouded. He watched Maja silently, trying to lift his hand. In the end, he only managed to

twitch his fingertips before his strength failed him. Maja had seen Augus command a room with his

speeches, dressed sharply, eyes fierce and penetrating. She had been secretly impressed at the time.

She’d even thought that time was exceptionally kind to such elites, noting how little Augus seemed to

age. But now, seeing him frail and bedridden, she felt a profound sadness, realizing that time, after all,

spared no one. Gently, she took his hand in hers.