Clover bit her lip, putting on a pitiful act. "Dad, I... I suddenly feel unwell...""Weren't you perfectly fine just a second ago? Come, eat a little more," Mother insisted."Dad, Mom, I really feel sick... I'll go upstairs and rest for a bit, okay?"Clover hurriedly set down her fork, turning on her heel to rush upstairs."Stop right there," Father barked. "Since you feel unwell, let your mother check if you're having an allergic reaction."Clover instinctively took a step back.That subtle movement caused Mother to frown. "Clover... what exactly are you afraid of?"Father commanded coldly, "Go up to her room and bring down every single piece of medication in there. Do not leave a single bottle behind."Clover turned and bolted upstairs, frantically turning her room upside down the moment she burst inside."How can this be... It was right here. Where did it go...""Are you looking for this?" Clover whipped her head around to find Mother standing at the doorway, holding a bottle of str
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