Chapter 1963

Kingsley strolled in casually, tossing a package to Helen. "Here's the next round of medication. The bigger one is for Abigail, and the smaller one is for Taylor. You can take them over to them." Helen glanced inside the bag. The larger package was twice the size of the smaller one. "Are you sure you didn't mess up? Why is Abigail's portion so much bigger?" Was this some kind of personal vendetta? "Different physiques, different treatments," Kingsley replied without missing a beat. "I don't recall Abigail having any special physical condition," Helen said, raising an eyebrow. "Anyway, I said she does. Who's the doctor here, you or me? Just trust me on this—it's fine!" Kingsley avoided her gaze. Helen narrowed her eyes, feeling suspicious. She opened the bag and took a sniff, noticing some of the medicine was for stomach issues. She had no idea what game he was playing, but at least it wasn't harmful, so she let it slide. "I heard Base X recently developed a batch of new surveil