Nearby, Rex was caught off guard, his cheek clenching tensely. "He actually cured Megan..?"
His goon had been watching the fight between Saul and Frank.
If Megan had somehow survived the devastation, then the accusation that Frank had poisoned Megan would be proven false.
In fact, that would in turn lead to Governor Quill doubting the other accusations thrown against Frank.
With that, he would not be leaping to conclusions and might even order a thorough investigation, which would eventually lead to
the skeletons in the closet being revealed.
And Governor Quill was not one so easily fooled at his age.
His heart racing right then, Rex promptly shot one of his goons a look.
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The goon had been with him long enough to catch his cue.
While Rex was being watched and could not leave, that was not the sfor the goon.
Seizing the moment when no one was watching, he quietly backed away and left, sneaking into Megan's half-collapsed mansion.
"Dad!"
Meanwhile, Megan was sharing an emotional hug with Alba in her broken room.
Alba was shedding emotional tears in turn, seeing how alive his daughter was. "You're really fine, Megan! Oh, thank goodness!"
Still, as they pulled away, Megan quickly asked, "Where's Frank? Has he left?"
"Frank Lawrence?"
Alba cringed a little but forced himself to look calm. "Why would you ask about him?"
"He saved me. Also..."
Megan then pointed at the table nearby but averted her eyes. "He leftwith two Ichor Pills and toldto get sproper
rest..."
"What...?"
Alba appeared troubled as he turned toward his wife Isla.
The woman picked up both pills and sniffed them before reeling in shock. "No way..."
"What?" Alba quickly asked, seeing her reaction. "Are the pills poisoned?!"
"What?!" Alba appeared even more troubled by the praise his wife had given the pill.
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"Dad, why the long face?" Megan asked just then. "Honestly, what's gotten into you? Did Frank upset you?"
Alba seemed to catch on just then, with how Megan repeatedly mentioned Frank.
He turned toward his wife, who nodded exasperatedly.
"Mr. Quill..."
"What?!"
Alba's face fell as he wheeled on the goon coldly. "Is Rex Quill orderingaround now?!"
"Certainly not—he's just sentto refresh your memory."
Alba's cheek twitched in annoyance, but he was himself fighting against his conscience.