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Spoiled by Mr Russell

Chapter 1095
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Chapter 1095

Ralph took time to think about what had just happened, but he still could not comprehend the situation.

Then again, "Heather" was visiting the neurology department, so he could not explain her actions using

traditional means.

Judging from her reaction, it looked like she believed what he had told her. At least, she was also

starting to suspect the authenticity of her handbook. Just the thought of this brightened Ralph’s day. He

looked at the time and decided to hurry to his mother and convince her to help him.

After obtaining the report from the hospital, he went straight to the Russell Estate. Margaret was

already awake when she answered Ralph's call. She was waiting for him while enjoying her breakfast

and was about to finish when Ralph entered the dining room.

At first, she tried to maintain proper table etiquette, but the moment she saw her son limping into the

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room, she shot up from her seat and went to him. She held his arm and asked, "W-What happened to

you?”

She looked at him worriedly. She wasn't expecting him to be injured.

"I'm all right. It's just a minor injury. I had a bit of a fall."

Ralph dared not tell his mother that Heather had caused the injury and that they were no longer

partners because she had used him. He was worried his mother would lose faith in him. He could not

afford to lose his last supporter.

Ralph was not worried about his injuries, but Margaret, on the other hand, was anxious. "A fall? How

could you break something just from falling? Was it serious? What did the doctor say?”

Ralph was her precious son, and seeing him injured broke her heart.

"I'm fine. It's just a minor fracture. The doctor told me that with plenty of rest, I’ll recover soon enough."

Ralph was unfazed by his mother's distress, as this happened regularly. Since he was a child, his

mother always panicked whenever he got injured. Even his father could not bear her overprotective

tendencies.

They would always end up arguing. Hugo claimed that Margaret was too protective of him and that it

would lead to him being spoiled. On the other hand, Margaret would accuse Hugo of favoring

Alexander.

They would constantly quarrel over this. As time passed, they stopped arguing entirely and focused on

their respective child.

A scheme flashed through Ralph's mind when he saw his mother reacting this way. He sighed and

said, "To be honest, I think this is an injury I sustained at Alexander's place."

"How’s that possible? You were fine when you came home the other day." Margaret did not believe him

since he had to pick her up after retrieving the item from Alexander's place. He had not complained

about being injured, nor had she seen any injuries on him. How was it possible that his fracture

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appeared a few days later?

"No, I was worried you'd panic, so I didn't tell you. Alexander's bedroom had numerous boobytraps-

from lasers to hidden arrows. They almost killed me. Though I was trying to be careful, I slipped and

fell. I thought it was just a minor fall, so I didn't think much of it.

"After a few days, the area started to hurt, so I went to the doctor." Ralph shook his arm but ended up

straining his wound. He winced from the pain.

"Stop moving your arm!" Margaret stopped him immediately. "Try not to strain it. I'm still worried. I'll get

the family doctor to give you another check -up. You silly boy, how could you just ignore something like

this? If you had gone straight to the doctor, it wouldn't be this bad."

"I didn't know it'd end up getting worse. I hadn't expected Alex to have so many traps installed either."

Ralph paused for a while before continuing," Mom, we shouldn't underestimate Alex.

"He's so unlike us with his constantly scheming mind. Since he could predict I'd steal the secret

handbook from his house, do you think he knows we’re digging up information about him? Maybe he

even tempered with the DNA test."