Chapter 159


    Chapter 159 Onset of Illness


    Chapter 159


    However, she quickly dismissed her thoughts and refocused her mind. The


    affairs of the Beauvort family were tooplex, and there was hardly any


    genuine affection among the rtives-ònly deceit, scheming, and power


    struggles.


    Neera reminded herself that she was merely a contractual wife to Jean. She


    neither had the qualification nor the obligation to interfere in their affairs. It


    was best to mind her own business.


    “Sweethearts, why don’t you y for a while on your own? Mommy will go


    take a shower.”


    She patted the triplets’ little heads and removed her slightly damp coat


    before heading upstairs.


    Meanwhile, Jean went straight to his study after arriving home. Ian followed


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    him and diligently adjusted the room’s temperature, knowing that the


    changing weather always caused Jean difort due to his poor health.


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    Even in the summertime, the weather didn’t spare any mercy on Jean. As he


    sat behind his office desk, he nced at the documents without saying a


    word and continued to work on the tasks left unfinished during the day.


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    flipped through the files, apanied only by the faint patter of rain outside.


    After a while, Jean’s gaze fixed on one particr document, and his brow


    furrowed. He called forn and tossed the file in front of him.


    “The financial report from Husp for thest quarter doesn’t match up.”


    Upon hearing this,n promptly took the document and carefully examined it,


    but he couldn’t find anything wrong. However, he knew that when it came to


    auditing reports, Jean’s uracy was impable down to thest digit. He


    never made mistakes, andn hadplete faith in him. If Jean said there


    was a problem, then there was.


    Furthermore, it urred ton that Husp fell under rence’s


    responsibility. Could it be…


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    His expression turned serious as he asked, “Do you suspect… Mr. rence is


    secretly manipting the ounts?”


    Jean’s voice turned cold as he replied, “It’s quite evident. Send it back for a


    redo! Also, investigate his activities abroad. Whatever tricks he’s ying, dig


    them all up!”


    lan immediately took the task seriously.


    Falsifying financial records usually indicated embezzlement or covering up


    internal financial discrepancies. Both were grave offenses, no matter which


    possibility it turned out to be.


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    Jean didn’t tolerate any nonsense, and for rence to resort to such


    deceitful tricks right under Jean’s nose was nothing short of courting disaster.


    This matter weighed heavily on Jean’s mood, and his eyes remained gloomy.


    Unfortunately, at this moment, he felt a headacheing on.


    The rain outside grew stronger, and even with the increased room


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    temperature, Jean still felt a chill in the air,


    Setting aside his work, he reached up to pinch his brow, releasing some


    tension. He decided to let go of the tasks at hand and poured himself a cup


    of hot water before heading back to the bedroom for a medicinal bath.


    Surrounded by the warmth and aroma of the bath, he rxed slightly, but the


    weariness still weighed on him. After leaving the bathroom, he went straight


    to bed and fell asleep.


    In the middle of the night, apanied by the ring lightning and the


    sound of thunder, Jean suddenly woke up.


    “Mmm…”


    He groaned, clutching his head, his face turning pale, his brows furrowing


    tightly as if he was trying to endure something. His eyes even showed a hint


    of crimson, and his breath became slightly rapid.


    A thinyer of sweat formed on his forehead.


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    The neural pain struck him in waves.


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    As if tworge hands were pulling and tearing at his brain, as if someone was


    drilling into his head from his temples, the pain was excruciating, making it


    almost unbearable.


    He couldn’t help but clench his teeth.


    His illness… seemed to be ring up!


    His heart sank slightly, and with what little consciousness remained, he


    struggled to prop himself up, reaching for the painkillers from the nightstand.


    Without even a sip of water, he swallowed them.