Chapter 9

"No, he hasn't," I replied firmly. Andrew stared at me intently. His probing gaze felt like it could burn a hole through my face. Though I was terrified inside, I continued to meet his gaze without flinching. In this psychological game, it seemed like I had won in the end, because he said, "Alright, I believe you." I silently breathed a sigh of relief. In the next second...
"And thanks for waking up. It makes it easier for you to take action."
"Take... action? Hahaha... It's quite chilly today..."
Andrew chuckled lightly and didn't say much.
Instead, he directly placed several photos in front of me.
The people in the photos were incredibly familiar to me; they were my father.
In an instant, a tinge of blood red tainted my eyes.
"Mr. Wilson, initially, you only asked me to keep an eye out for any signs of Daniel waking up. You never mentioned anything about committing a crime!"
"It's never too late to say it now."
I was speechless and choked up.
Three years ago, when Daniel was hospitalized...
Andrew, the president of the "Horizon Enterprises," came to me and said, "Daniel is my friend. If there are any signs of him waking up, you must let me know."
Without thinking, I refused, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson, but we won't disclose any information about patients without their consent."
Later, my father was diagnosed with lung cancer.
Just when I was worried about the enormous medical expenses, Andrew came to me again.
"Keep an eye on Daniel for me, and I will take full responsibility for your father's medical expenses."
I hesitated.
Putting aside whether I could afford millions of dollars by myself, the main concern was my father's deteriorating health.
Looking from another perspective, the probability of Daniel waking up was less than five percent. By rounding, Andrew was practically doing charity!
But today, when I heard the words, "I know something that can't be known by others, only someone who is a vegetable or dead," I realized that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, I was already a pawn in Andrew's hands.
I stared blankly at the ground, struggling to squeeze out a few words, "I need an opportunity and time."
"Okay, one week."
"What about my father..."
He gently touched the top of my head as if treating a pet.
"Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, he will be fine."