NovelEnglishTwo men stood up in unison, signaling their departure.
But before they could take a step, Jay called out to Dale.
"Let the family doctor have a look at you first."
Greg resumed his meal, sitting back down.
Dale: "..."
Man, you're really like a father to me.
He had no choice but to sit back down.
Jay instructed Abby to fetch the doctor, and Dr. Smith arrived promptly. "Letcheck you over, young master."
Dale nodded in agreement.
After a thorough check-up, Dr. Smith inquired about his condition.
Dale simply complained of pain and difficulty hearing.
No matter what Dr. Smith asked, his response remained the same.
Finally, Dr. Smith suggested, "It's best to go to the hospital for an X-ray. Problems with hearing can be minor or
severe, but it's not something to take lightly."
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The Clarkson family knew all too well that this was Greg covering for Dale, providing him an excuse to visit
Christine in the hospital.
And indeed, it was an effective blockade.
But lately, Dale had been bottling up a lot of frustration, leading to physical symptoms, including ear pain.
His health was not to be neglected.
"I'll go with you," Jay stood up.
Dale didn't say a word and walked out first.
Greg, taking his time, wiped his mouth with a napkin before standing up.
Grabbing his coat at the hallway, he strode out with long steps.
By the tJay had changed shoes and stepped out, the two were nowhere in sight.
Dale's car was still there.
They must have climbed over the wall and taken Greg's car.
She was really at her wit's end.
"I'll give you a ride," Norman offered, seeing Dale's car still parked and Jay hesitating at the door.
Jay asked him, "If in the end, Dale chooses that woman over us, even if it means cutting ties with us, what will
you do?"
Norman, with a stern and cold expression, replied, "Eliminate the problem for good."
Elsewhere.
Dale was asking Greg for the surveillance footage of the secret room.
Greg tossed him a tablet and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest.
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Dale opened the file, but not hearing any sound, he pressed the volbutton. Unexpectedly, a ghost NPC from
the secret room burst out screaming.
Greg didn't open his eyes, but his chilly voice cut through the silence. "Your ears do have a problem."
Dale countered, "They were whispering so softly, and with those sound effects, how
anyone hear without a bet
up?"
Greg scoffed, "I realized not only are your ears failing you, but your eyes must be going blind too. They were
obviously avoiding the cameras. You couldn't even read their lips, and you expect to hear them?"
Dale massaged his temples.
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Lately, Nelly had him so twisted up, he was losing his basic judgment.
"| can't really send anyone to investigate, can you helptrack Nelly's movements, including in RiverCity?"
Greg responded, "Then the surveillance will have to be on her."
Dale fell silent, then suddenly, "What's the point of her keeping that night's footage?"
"Is it just to pin her pregnancy on me?"
Greg, still with his eyes closed, rubbed his brow irritably.
"Aren't you using your brain?"
After pondering for a moment and clenching his jaw, Dale snapped, "Laughing at my expense?"
Only then did Greg open his narrow eyes, the mischief dancing in his brown irises.
Dale felt like punching him.
"You're asking for it!"
"To think you'd pushtowards Nelly with that indecent honey trap."
Greg remained calm, "It was just a test, to eliminate all potential risks."
"We were dining downstairs, and someone was eavesdropping around the corner."
Dale shut the tablet off, "You mentioned the secret room's surveillance recovery on purpose, just for Nelly to
hear?"
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