After coming back from the casino, Alexander locked himself in his room. No food, no water, saw no one.
The guy who used to be a total workaholic just dumped everything and disappeared.
The elders in the Harris family were getting restless, like they couldn't wait for him to keep spiraling.
Especially his third uncle.
His assistant knocked lightly on the door. "Sir, everything you instructed is taken care of. Lucy's gambling debt has been paid off. She's now staying in an apartment on the west side with round-the-clock supervision to help her quit gambling."
Three days later, when Alexander's family and friends were all at a loss, he finally came out.
His face was pale and gaunt, stubble all over, eyes bloodshot—he looked like he'd just crawled out of a nightmare.
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