Chapter 694
Dickson's gaze was cold. âCayden, I want this liar to apologize to my father!â
Kayson was speechless. âYou're the one who asked me to help you, but now you don't believe in
me. So what is the point of asking me to help you?â
Cayden did not know what to say at that moment. He did not know if it was real or if Kayson was
just messing with them by saying Carlson was about to die.
Farris had been in a bad mood initially, and he felt awful right now. âCayden, take me to the
elevator. I'm going back to rest!â
Cayden hastily said, âBut Mr. Townsend, Mr. Yarde hasn't diagnosed you yet..."
Farris's face sank. Cayden was pretty quick-witted normally, so he did not know why he couldnât
read the room today. Could he not see that the Carlings were here? He would never give them a
chance to laugh at him.
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Kayson walked up to him and smiled. âMr. Townsend, even if you don't believe in me, you should
believe in Mr. Lane, right?â
Farris frowned. Kayson was right. It was exactly because he believed in Cayden that he did not lash
out at him. If it
were anyone else, he would've fired him already,
Carlson chuckled and said, âMr. Townsend, why donât you just go ahead and let him diagnose you?
After all, it's the thought that counts. Besides, what if you hit the jackpot and he really cures you?
Donât you think that'd be nice?â
Cayden could detect the sarcasm in his voice, so he snarled, âMr. Yarde is the best doctor I've ever
met. I'm sure he can cure Mr. Townsend!"
Dickson sneered coldly, âReally? Then we definitely have to stay back to see if he can keep up his
end of the bargain. After all, it'd be nice if he could heal Uncle Farris back to his full health.
âI'll pay him $150,000 out of my own pocket if he does!â Kayson's eyes lit up, and he said,
"$150,000? That is not enough. I'll be happier if you give me $15,000,000." Dickson froze for a
moment before he sneered, â$ 15,000,000 ? Sure! Ill give it to you as long as you cure Uncle Farris!"
âThat's a deal then!â
While Kayson was pushing Farris , he said, âLet's go to your room and start treatment, Mr.
Townsend. Since promised Mr. Lane that Id treat you, I won't go back on my word.â
Farris sighed. âAlright then.â
After he said that, Kayson pushed him upstairs, leaving the rest of the people waiting downstairs.
Carlson squinted his eyes and said, âCayden, Farris has a lot of faith in you. How could you fool him
like that? Do you think it's funny?â
âMr. Carlings, I suggest you hurry up and get the $ 15,000,000 ready so you can pay Mr. Yarde,"
Cayden said expressionlessly.
"What a joke.â
Both of the Carlings snorted.
Meanwhile, in the room upstairs.
Farrisâ face was stern as he said, âKid, I think it's about time you stopped this farce.â
Kayson smiled. âYou were injured about a year ago, right? Your organs are damaged, and your chest
and knees sting when you move around. Am I right?â
Farris frowned. âDid Cayden tell you?" Kayson replied flatly, âNope. I knew the moment I set eyes on
you.â
He could tell everything that was going on inside Farris once he activated his hypersensory. He did
not even need to feel his pulse.
However, Farris was still skeptical.
âHe can tell my condition just by looking at me? That's not possible. Not even the most professional
doctors in Metrocity could do that. He must be lying. What a fame seeker. He's just wasting my
time.â
Kayson, who did not know what he was thinking, pulled out a few silver needles, preparing to start
treatment on Farris.