Chapter 19

Dillon walked in, his cold gaze locking onto Seth, his sharp eyes seeming to probe into his innermost thoughts. It seemed Dillon and Timothy were not going to let him off easily. Seth sat down on the couch, took a sip of coffee, and resumed his usual calm demeanor. However, the mockery in his eyes made Dillon uncomfortable. Dillon's lips were pressed tightly together, and his face looked slightly darker. Seeing this, Seth seemed to enjoy it even more. "Don't you have the medical records I gave you? Are you blind, or have you suddenly become illiterate?" Hearing his sharp and sarcastic words, Timothy rolled up his sleeves, ready to punch him. Dillon held him back. He could tell that Seth really didn't like them. Whether Estelle was truly dead or not, he needed to get to the bottom of the truth. "According to the data I received on Estelle's health, she's fine. She doesn't have stomach problems." "Who knows where that report came from? Mr. Waverly, if you truly cared about Estell