His words struck a chord with Derek, who made a conscious decision not to bring up Raven Ind


    again. Instead, he resolved to find another way to aid Mr. Thomas.


    Deep in thought, Marcus kept his eyes shut. In recent days, his mind had been upied with the


    question of who might have sent the people to injure him. There seemed to be aplicated web of


    interests at y, and he suspected that the instigator might be someone close to him.


    Just outside the door, an incident urred. A man, wearing a cap, collided with Rhea, who had been


    waiting.


    Rhea’s phone was quickly stowed away as she yelled in anger, “Can’t you see where you’re going?”


    The man’s eyes darted into the room where Marcusy, and he pulled his cap down.


    “Sorry,” he mumbled before hurrying off.


    Derek’s attention was drawn to themotion, and he stepped outside to investigate.


    “What happened here?” he asked.


    Rhea massaged her aching shoulder where the collision had urred.


    “Someone who wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings bumped into me a few seconds ago.”


    Someone who wasn’t paying attention? Derek nced around, but the corridor was vacant, and the


    person had already vanished.


    With a sudden sense of urgency, Derek set off in pursuit, intuition telling him that this individual had


    been trying to glean information about Marcus’ condition.


    However, he was a moment toote. Upon reaching the hospital’s exit, he found no sign of anyone


    suspicious.


    Derek returned without sess, his face marked by disappointment.


    “Mr. Thomas, the man got away,” he reported.


    Marcus’ eyes narrowed as he thought about the implications. Was the man sent by an enemy to verify


    if he was still alive?


    He expressed his contempt with a disdainful snort.


    Even though he had managed to keep news of his injury secret, someone was still spying on him.


    “Marcus, may Ie in now?” she asked, her tone filled with caution. Rhea’s voice from outside the


    door interrupted his thoughts. She had been waiting for what felt like forever, held at bay by Derek.


    Without a word, Marcus gave his silent consent, and Derek exited the room.


    “Are you feeling any better?” The smell of perfume hit Marcus as Rhea approached, making him feel


    sick immediately. Already feeling unwell, he found the fragrance exacerbating his difort.


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    “I have some work to do, Please leave now,” he said curtly.