Chapter 1776

"Uncle Fabian, why aren’t you going in? My father is resting inside."

Anastasia made an inward pointing motion and stated blandly.

The half-smile on her face made Fabian feel that she was up to something.

‘I’m already here.If I back off now, not only could I not resolve my doubts, but I’d also look like a complete coward"

He gave her a deep look, gritted his teeth, and quickly stepped in.

As he went in, he chuckled and said, "Ron, I heard you’re sick, so I’ve come to check on...you..."

Even before he could finish saying "you,"

Anastasia entered and shut the door with a bang.

Fabian was somewhat shocked.

"Ron?"

‘Cameron is lying on the bed, but...he doesn’t seem to be just sick.Why isn’t he moving at all?’ "Ron?"

He called out again, but Cameron showed no sign of response and did not even open his eyes.

His eyes shifted to Anastasia, and he was struck by a sense of strangeness at the sight of her closing the door and blocking the exit.

"asia, your father..."

"I told you he was sick, but you didn’t believe me.Well, you see it now.I wasn’t lying, was I?"

Anastasia was calm.

Prior to this, she had to quickly improvise excuses to chase him off without raising his suspicions.

Now that she had let Fabian see her father for himself, she stopped being anxious.

"What illness does your father have?"

Suppressing his panic, Fabian took two steps over and craned his neck to look.

Seeing that Cameron was still breathing, he sighed in relief.

‘He's still not waking up with me being so close and talking.I’m sure he’s not just asleep"

"My father isn’t sick but poisoned."

Leaning against the door, Anastasia said, "That’s why I’m in a tight spot, Uncle Fabian."

"Tight spot? Why?"

Blinking his eyes, Fabian was befuddled.

"Your father’s poisoned? How did it happen? What type of poison?"

"I wish to know as well.Too bad that..."

Looking at him, she wanted to say that it was too bad that her cousin had died, but she caught herself.

"Too bad?" Fabian asked.

Anastasia shook her head.

"Uncle Fabian, you must help me with this!"

"Help you?" Fabian gulped and grew nervous.

"How?"

Taking a step forward, Anastasia looked at him and whispered, "You can see my father's condition, and you know that many people have been trying to see him lately.I can hardly deal with them anymore, so you must help me keep this from them!"

"why?"

Fabian was puzzled.

"If your father is poisoned, then send him to the hospital! Why is he still here? Also, how do you know he was poisoned and not sick? That means he’s been lying here for the past few days?"