Sterling Norwood walked past Saul Norwood, only to be stopped by him.
Saul slightly lifted the sleeve of one of his hands.
On his arm, within the indigo-colored veins, there seemed to be a faint flow of blue serum...
Saul slightly furrowed his brows. "How many shots did you use this time?"
Sterling's tone was calm, but his voice still carried a hint of undeniable weakness. "Three."
Saul's brow furrowed even tighter. "You can't keep doing this..."
Sterling pulled down his sleeve. "Grandfather, I know what I'm doing."
Saul glared at him and lowered his voice. "You know what you're doing?! I think you don't care about your life anymore!"
Sterling pressed his lips together slightly and said nothing.
Selena Kensington looked over in their direction.
Sterling saw her and said to Saul, "Grandfather, don't let her know."
After speaking, he walked toward Selena.
Saul sighed and said nothing.
He knew how obsessive his grandson was.
