Chapter 1251

"Even three-year-olds listen when you tell them something, right?" Abigail said, her head feeling a little funny from the drinks. She thought about Xander and shook her head. "No matter how much I nag, he just won't listen. Work, work, work — that's all he cares about, never taking time to eat or rest." The more she said, the more annoyed she got. "I must've told him a million times — he's a person, not a robot. When he gets sick, it's going to hurt, for real." Keith said, "That's exactly right. No matter how successful Mr. Zane is, he can get sick just like the rest of us. He can feel pain, he can—" He cut off abruptly. There was a silence, then Keith's heavy breathing filled the phone, like he was holding back a big secret. Abigail, dizzy from the drinks, did not notice anything was off with Keith's behavior. Still not catching on what Keith was dealing with, Abigail kept talking, "You're aware of Xander's gunshot wound, aren't you? The one that didn't heal properly because he skip