Chapter 552

After she finished speaking, she hurried upstairs in a flash. Timothy glared at Erin's retreating figure, his anger intensifying. He absently moved his slightly sore arm, puzzled by the sensation. Could that pill really have such remarkable effects that it could alleviate his pain? … After taking a shower, putting on makeup, and getting dressed, Erin intended to go shopping with her best friend. But when she walked by the study on the second floor, she suddenly stopped. The study door was ajar. She leaned slightly and peeked inside. She saw Timothy eating something. He had just put it in his mouth and taken a sip of water. Curiously, Erin asked, "Dad, what are you doing?" Startled, Timothy choked and began to cough. Erin quickly pushed the door open and entered. She approached him and gently patted his back with concern. "Take it easy." But then she noticed the small wooden box resting on the table. Reaching out, she brushed the tip of her nose with a finger before glancing