Chapter 2419
Justin descended the stairs with long, rapid strides. Each of his steps felt more urgent than the last. Trailing behind him was Ian, running to keep up.
As they entered the living room, Justin caught sight of Grant seated alone in his wheelchair, with an upright and composed posture. Their gazes locked, tension crackling like a drawn blade.
“Going out so late, Justin? Where are you heading?” Grant’s lips curled into a faint smile, his tone light yet probing.
Ian clenched his fists, barely suppressing the urge to kick over the wheelchair and wipe the smug expression off Grant’s face.
“You? Awake at this hour?” Justin’s voice was cold, his thin lips parting briefly. “Seems your half-disabled body has quite the stamina.”
“You look anxious, Justin. Is there something urgent? Do you need my help?” Grant ignored the sarcasm, his smile unwavering.
“It’s none of your concern.” With that, Justin strode past him like a cold gust of wind.
“Justin,” Grant called out, his tone calm yet sharp

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