Chapter 352
Justin kneeled on the floor, quivering. Yulene was the apple of Hogan and Bradley's eyes. They had
to be burning from wrath now that they knew he was the source of her illness. If Yulene had not
stayed alone outside because she could not stand on her legs, every single one of the Waltons
would have caught the illness. That would be akin to wiping the Waltons out as a whole, and Hogan
would have never gotten into a conflict with Justin. He had even considered the latter his best
friend. Thank God that they had met Kayson. Yulene might have died otherwise. âHogan, I was
forced. Believe me. I've always been nice to Yulene. I never really wished harm upon her...â
Justin sobbed, but Hogan was resentful. How could he possibly let Justin off the hook? He asked his
men to drag Justin away and kill him right away.
There was no way he would swallow the fact that his family had been nearly annihilated! Kayson
planned to leave the Waltons now that they had already taken care of Justin. As Hogan and his
family watched him leave, Bradley sighed. âThe Waltons... have lost this chance!
âI'm not as sharp as Hendricks. He saw that Kayson had potential and chose him each time without
any doubt.â
Hogan coaxed him. âWe salvaged the situation in time. If we mend our relationship with Kayson
now, we'll probably become the most influential family after the Whitmans.â âDad, you forgot that
there's still the Wolfendens,â Yulene said softly. Realization struck Hogan as he answered, âOh, right,
right. We'll be third then.â
On the way back, Kayson asked, âAre you going home or getting to work?" Queenie seemed to be
deep in thought as she answered after snapping out of it, âHome. I quit.â Her gaze was evasive, and
her tone changed slightly, as if she had recalled something upsetting Given how sharp Kayson was,
he caught the change in her mood. Queenie did not wear her heart on her sleeve, though, so she
smiled. âI'll treat you to a meal. I know a good restaurant. âIt's thanks to you that I healed from the
illness I caught from Yulene. I wouldn't have known what to do otherwise.â Kayson smiled. âMr.
Batley's been nice to me. Helping you is nothing worth mentioning. It's no big deal.â
Queenie beamed and blushed a little when she remembered that she had been down to only her
underwear while being treated last time.
The two of them arrived at the restaurant Queenie recommended shortly. They had just found a
table and had yet to order when a woman with thick makeup came over.
She asked a little unsurely. âYou're... Queenie?â Queenie looked at her in confusion and asked back,
"Yeah, and you are?â âI'm Riley. Don't you remember me?â the woman replied in delight.
âRiley Garcia?!â Queenie was surprised. It was only then that she recognized her. âYou've changed so
much. I didnât recognize you at first.â She then turned to Kayson to introduce the woman. âThis is
my high school friend, Riley Garcia.â
âRiley, this is Kayson Yarde, a friend of mine.â
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Riley glanced at Kayson nonchalantly and asked, âYour boyfriend?â
âNo, my brother's coworker. He helped me previously, so I'm buying him a meal.â Riley huffed.
âYou're so pretty. It'd be an honor to help you! Why are you buying him a meal?â She then looked at
Kayson and asked in disdain, âAre you even a gentleman? You're making our gorgeous Queenie
treat you?â