Chapter 87
Alexander Barron didn’t have any real beef with his cousin Daniel. He just knew exactly who was pulling the strings trying to take him down. So all he did was give Daniel a heads-up.
Truth is, both of them were nothing but pawns in Grandpa’s elaborate scheme.
"What are you talking about? That’s impossible! My dad would never hire some foreign gang to come after you. Alexander, you’re lying to me, right?"
"I’ve got no reason to lie to you. Think it over yourself."
Not wanting to drag the conversation further, Alexander turned on his heel and walked off, heading straight to the second floor—to Mr. Barron Sr.’s study.
Just moments ago, Summer Knight had gone in there with Mr. Barron Sr.
The old man sat upright in his high-backed chair, eyes fixed on the girl sitting across from him.
She looked like a soft shade of sky blue—calm, pure, untouched. Her presence felt like fresh air.
In that quiet moment, she reminded Mr. Barron Sr. of someone—Claire Ford, the miracle doctor who once saved his

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