Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 525

“Alright, have a rest!”

Rowan huffed and got up to dismiss himself. Before he left the room, though, Liam stopped him.

“Mr. Irwin, hold on!”

Rowan turned around slowly. “Anything else?”

Liam did not say anything and merely waved him over. Rowan frowned in disdain but could not bear to be petty with someone of his father’s age.

With a long face, he plopped himself down on the couch next to Liam’s bed.

Liam watched him with a discreet smile.

“What is it?” Rowan checked his watch. It was about lunchtime, and he needed to rush to Imperial Media to take a look at his precious daughter!

Liam kept his smile and turned serious as he lowered his voice to ask, “Mr. Irwin, have you managed to find out anything?”

Rowan’s expression went stiff, and his gaze dimmed.

Liam more or less understood it looking at his face.

“It’s alright, go on.” He chuckled. “I’m what, 70 to 80 now. What haven’t I seen? Something small like this won’t alarm me.”

Rowan pursed his lips. Even if it would not startle the old man, he had to watch his words.

This was his habit after being a doctor for so many years. He would be honest but not overly direct.

Just as he mulled over it, Liam asked directly, “Is there something harmful in that tonic?”

Rowan straightened up and nodded slightly, looking him in the eyes. He then told him the truth, “I did a lab test on the medicine. The ingredients are of superior quality, but the ratio is problematic. That ratio will boost your appetite, especially for fried and salty food.

“Food high in fats and sodium consumed at your age will do no good at all for your health.”

Liam’s expression gradually soured.

“Rowan continued. “Also, there’s an addictive ingredient mixed in your tonic. It’s a plant in Southeast Aciatic, according to my judgment.”

“Poppy?”

“No,” Rowan replied softly. “There are many similar things in Southeast Aciatic. Some ill-meaning businesses will crush these plants into food so the patrons will constantly want their food.”

Liam squinted and nodded. He was expecting this, but it still surprised him when he heard it directly from Rowan.

“Elder Mr. Hamerton, keep this to yourself. It’s best not to divulge it,” Rowan said in a low voice. “Your grandson, Zephyr, is looking into this in secret, so the fewer who know, the better.”

“Mm, I understand.” Liam kept a straight face.

There were many Hamertons who were not in direct lineage. Liam himself had five children—three overseas, and only Matthew and Henry were by his side. They would find it easier to poison him.