Chapter: 215

Meanwhile, Jerald was currently at the Yates Mansion.

He now required several meals throughout the day, including one at four in the afternoon.

When he was awake, Shelia would personally attend to his daily needs, eager to win his favor.

Upon carrying the food to the study, she said, “Take a break, Jerald. You've just recovered. Don't wear yourself out. You can let Joshua handle these tasks."

Jerald let out a snort.

He didn't want Joshua taking on too much responsibility, which was why he insisted on working even while he was unwell.

“Set it down and leave," he said, irritated by her nagging.

Shelia understood his temperament. He was accustomed to being a chauvinist and harbored insecurities from his past as a live-in son- in-law, making him quite patriarchal.

She knew that saying too much would only provoke his anger.

With that in mind, she opened the door and stepped out.

As Shelia stepped out, she recalled Jerald's medication schedule.

Worry gnawed at her, prompting her to open the medical kit and rattle the bottle.

To her dismay, only a small quantity of medicine remained.

This particular medication was effective but not something that an ordinary person could easily purchase; only Caden had the means to obtain it.

Jerald always assumed it was Joshua who had been supplying him with the medicine.

Shelia preferred to let Joshua receive the credit for such a thoughtful act. She had no intention of revealing Caden's capabilities to Jerald.

In her effort to maintain the facade, she resorted to buying counterfeit medicine, passing it off as the genuine article.

Since the effects were similar, she believed Jerald wouldn't notice any discrepancies.

At worst, he might experience a slightly slower recovery.

Just as Shelia was in the process of mixing the real medication with the counterfeit, she heard Joshua's voice suddenly call out from behind her. "Mom, what are you doing?"

Sheila's heart skipped a beat, startled by the sudden noise behind her.

Instinctively, she spun around, clutching the medicine bottle tightly against her back. When her eyes landed on Joshua, her shoulders sagged in relief. After a quick glance to confirm they were alone, she murmured, “I'm just getting medicine for Jerald."

Joshua's gaze landed on the bottle she tried to hide.

Then he glanced at her uneasy, tense expression.

Something obviously wasn't right.

His brow furrowed. "Then what's with all the secrecy?"

Without hesitation, he reached for the bottle, turning it in his hands to examine it closely.

Sheila's voice dropped to a whisper. “Actually, I was going to ask if you had any connections to get more of this medicine."

Joshua squinted at the label. He wasn't exactly well-versed in pharmaceuticals, but the name of the drug rang a faint bell.

Was it rare? He couldn't be sure.