Chapter 1011 His Days Are Numbered

Later when the sun was already hanging high in the sky, Camren was sleeping in one of the rooms at Griffith Manor. Suddenly, Rebecca barged in by kicking the door open before pulling the blanket off the old man. "Stop pretending, Abbott! Get up and go back to where you belong!" However, he only turned around in bed slowly, weakly revealing his pale face, unlike the rosy cheeks he had earlier that morning. He then lay down straight and coughed several times, speaking weakly. "Here you are, Becky. Here, have a seat."