Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

For Marshall, Keegan felt he had done more than enough. Whether it was helping with his mother's treatment, hiding the truth about Willow, or later taking care of Willow's affairs, he did everything he could. In the end, he only received inexplicable resentment in return.

Marshall still refused to admit he remembered Willow. The trust between them had long vanished. Since that was the case, let Marshall investigate Willow's matter himself. Only by uncovering the truth on his own might he resolve his inner conflict.

Stella asked, "Don't you want to know who you took the blame for, causing him to hate you?"

Keegan looked down. At first, I did. But later, I didn't. Regardless of the reason, there's no going back for US."

After more than twenty years of friendship, reaching this point, even if misunderstandings were cleared, the hurt caused along the way made it difficult to go back. Keegan was somewhat avoiding the situation.

He didn't know how to handle the relationship, so the simplest way was to push it away and not deal with it.

"Alright then," Stella turned to Aldor. "Aldor, have someone send the items. Also, investigate why Willow caused a scene at Kaia's funeral. Since Willow is a well- mannered girl with strong principles, she wouldn't have cursed the deceased at a funeral without reason, start by checking the patients Kaia treated in the year before her death. See if Willow or someone related to her was among them. Once you find out, report directly to me, no need to tell your boss."

Keegan protested, "Why not tell me?"

Stella glanced at him. "Didn't you say you didn't want to know the reason?"

Keegan was momentarily at a loss for words. "Well... since Aldor is investigating, I might as well hear it."

Stella narrowed her eyes. "That sounds very reluctant."

Keegan pretended not to hear her sarcastic tone and turned to Aldor." When you send it to Marshall, don't leave any traces. He's very suspicious. If he knows it's from me, he'll overanalyze my motives."

Aldor gave a gesture of understanding.

Shea soon relayed Stella's explanation to Paul.

After hearing it, he was stunned for a long while and murmured, "Dead?"

Shea nodded. "The address you gave me led nowhere. After asking around for a long time, I found out she died eight years ago from a heart attack. Her family moved away, and I couldn't get any contact information."

"She was a doctor herself. How could she not have prevented a heart attack?" Paul asked.

Shea replied, "Maybe the stress was too much. The doctor I spoke with, Dr. Larkin, said several people from their cohort have passed away, including two nurses in their thirties and another doctor who collapsed in the elevator after a night shift and hasn't woken up since."

"Dr. Joshua Larkin?" Paul suddenly asked.

Shea was surprised. "You know him?"

Paul didn't respond. He was thinking about the two nurses in their thirties who had passed away. He closed his eyes and after a while, said, "Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. I need some rest." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Shea nodded. "I'll head back now. Call me if you need anything; I'll be next door."

Returning home, Shea updated Stella on the situation.

Among the four people in the delivery room back then, three had incidents. Now even the person who helped Paul embezzle the money had trouble. This couldn't be a coincidence. Paul was smart and would surely become suspicious.

Once he started suspecting, he would become the most crucial witness to expose Darcie Arnold's misdeeds.

Just then, her phone rang.

Speak of the devil-Darcie was calling.