Chapter 590

When people know each other too well, they also know where to strike.

Marcus' weakness had always been his daughter.

So,he went to Hackett's home as he was told.

The following morning, Hackett arrived at the hospital bright and early.

With a bright smile, he walked into the ward carrying Huey's favorite dish and a fresh bouquet.

"Feeling any better today, Huey? You're still looking pale! You need proper rest, or your mind will start playing tricks on you," Hackett said, arranging the flowers in a vase before turning to meet Huey's sharp gaze.

His eyes were cold, silent, and unreadable.

"My head is clear," Huey said, his ghostly pale face fixed on Hackett. "I remember every detail."

Hackett felt a flicker of murderous intent rise within him.

Still, he kept his smile intact. "Is that so? That's a relief. Huey, you have to set the record straight for me.People are accusing me unfairly! Can you believe Marcus and the others think I let go of your hand on purpose? It was Cedric-he shoved my arm; that's why I couldn't hold on!"

Hackett grinned, but Huey simply stared back at him.

After all these years, Huey realized he might have never truly known Hackett.

Silence stretched between them.

Hackett's smile slowly faded, replaced by a chilling indifference.

His fingers brushed against the military knife in his pocket. One stab to the chest-it would all be over. No one would ever know. His face blank, Hackett took slow, deliberate steps towards Huey.

"Hackett, I was just joking!" Huey burst into laughter. "Look at your face-you went pale. How could I ever doubt you? You're my closest friend! I have complete faith in you. I'm not a fool; I know who truly has my back. Hackett, I'm sure this was Cedric's trick, making it seem like he was the one who saved me. I was completely caught off guard. Cedric's plotting runs deep! It's no surprise we can't stand a chance against him."

Hackett stayed silent, studying Huey intently.

Huey patted his chest. "Man, that was terrifying. Bet you were scared too, huh?"

Hackett didn't loosen his grip on the knife until Farley and the others burst through the door.

"We've been standing outside for a bit," Farley said with a frown. "Huey, are you sure it was Cedric who tried to hurt you?"

Huey shot Hackett a glance before nodding. "Of course! Hackett would never hurt me. I saw it clearly-it was Cedric who knocked Hackett's hand away. I was left grasping at thin air. For a second, I thought I was done for."

Farley's expression darkened: "If that's true, we can't just let it slide. We need to confront Cedric. Hetried to kill you."

Without another word, Farley and the others turned to leave.

Huey held up a hand. "Let it go. We don't have the advantage here. We barged into Elite Lux, looking for trouble. Cedric is obsessed with Daniela. Of course, he'd protect her."

Farley clenched his jaw. "Defending her is one thing, but he couldn't just try to kill you."

"Hackett, let's go confront Cedric!"

Farley and the group dragged Hackett along with them.

Huey sat still, eyes locked on Hackett's retreating figure, catching the subtle movement as Hackett finally let go of whatever he'd been gripping in his pocket.