Chapter 588

Upon hearing Dexter, Wyneth's heart sank. 'He must be really sick,' she thought.

"Ms. Walford," Dexter began, rubbing the back of his neck. "I kept quiet earlier because Mr. Hamilton wanted me to." He felt guilty about his previous act, realizing she had seen through it. 'Was my acting that terrible? Did I actually think I could fool her?'

Seeing Wyneth's uncertainty, Dexter hurried to clarify, "Lately, Mr. Hamilton has been spending more time on set and falling behind on his company work. He's scrambling during breaks, even skipping meals. Before his car accident, he could handle such stress. But now? His health isn't as solid, and I'm worried about him."

Wyneth had a hunch about all this. After his accident and coma, his health took a hit. Especially since he jumped right back into work.

"Ms. Walford," Dexter said quickly, "I'm not pointing fingers. Mr. Hamilton asked me not to say anything, but I felt you should be in the loop. Whatever you think is your call." He finished, scra