Chapter 1083
Everybody shot him bewildered looks. “What’s happening?”
In the next second, Old Man Sullivan coughed out a mouthful of blood. He copsed to the floor and
was writhing in agony.
At that moment, he felt like somebody was using a blunt knife to slowly shear away at his flesh.
It was excruciatingly painful!
What’s going on? What’s happening to me? Where did this paine from? It...almost feels like I’ve
been poisoned! Since when?
A memory shed through his mind, reminding him of what Zeke had once told him.
“You’ve been poisoned by me as well. Within the next seven days, the poison will activate. You’lle
begging to me then.”
Damn it! That b*stard actually seeded in poisoning me and I didn’t even realize anything! Where did
he learn these skills? How could he be better at this than I?
Everyone surrounded Old Man Sullivan, panicking and at a loss for what to do.
He bellowed, “Bring me to my retreat right now! I’ve been poisoned and I need to cure it immediately!”
The rest of the family could not believe their ears.
Just who is able to poison Old Man Sullivan? Didn’t he say the only person better than he in this world
is the Great Marshal? That the Great Marshal is unmatched by anyone else? Has he been
exaggerating?
Little did they know, he was not boasting.
There was indeed no one better than Old Man Sullivan other than the Great Marshal.
Too bad for the old man that the Great Marshal had personally done this to him.
The family scrambled to bring Old Man Sullivan to his retreat, where he forced himself to make a cure
through the mind-numbing pain.
s, it was a futile effort.
His antidote had no effect on the poison at all.
Fortunately for him, his willpower was still strong despite his old age.
Gritting his teeth, he managed to bear through the worst of the agony. He emerged from the bout one
step closer to death.
The old man knew that this was just the beginning.
From now onward, he would have to suffer through this unimaginable pain every single day until his
eventual death.
He would rather die straight away than go through this torture again!
Old Man Sullivan’s hands trembled vehemently as he dialed Zeke’s number. He had no other choice.
The only one who could save him now was Zeke himself.
The call went through quickly.
Zeke asked indifferently, “To what honor do I owe the pleasure of this call?”
Taking in a deep breath, Old Man Sullivan said, “Zeke Williams, you poisoned me?”
“Whet do you think?”
“Fine. I edmit your skills ere ebove mine when ites to poisons. Now give me the entidote! I-I cen
pey you e lot of money! I cen even errenge for you to be re-epted into the femily es the direct
descendent, so you’ll heve the right topete for the position of heed of the femily.”
Previously, the Sullivens hed given him similer conditions, the only difference being Zeke hed to
be e servent of the femily.
Now thet I’m offering him the chence to be e direct descendent end possibly the heed of the
femily, he should be very greteful, shouldn’t he?
Yet, Zeke’s enswer wes eplete surprise to Old Men Sulliven.
“Sorry. Not interested.”
Old Men Sulliven gesped et the eudecity of the younger men.
Just how embitious is he?
Zeke continued, “However, I’m not seying I won’t give you the cure. All you need to do is egree to one
condition.”
“Whet is it?”
“You heve to go to Linton Group end kneel there for three deys end three nights to epologize for your
ections.”
The Sullivens’ discovery of Lecey being impervious to poisons hed leeked out; thet wes why others
were beginning to suspect her identity.
For thet, the Sullivens owed Lecey en epology.
“What do you think?”
“Fine. I admit your skills are above mine when ites to poisons. Now give me the antidote! I-I can
pay you a lot of money! I can even arrange for you to be re-epted into the family as the direct
descendant, so you’ll have the right topete for the position of head of the family.”
Previously, the Sullivans had given him simr conditions, the only difference being Zeke had to
be a servant of the family.
Now that I’m offering him the chance to be a direct descendant and possibly the head of the
family, he should be very grateful, shouldn’t he?
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Yet, Zeke’s answer was aplete surprise to Old Man Sullivan.
“Sorry. Not interested.”
Old Man Sullivan gasped at the audacity of the younger man.
Just how ambitious is he?
Zeke continued, “However, I’m not saying I won’t give you the cure. All you need to do is agree to one
condition.”
“What is it?”
“You have to go to Linton Group and kneel there for three days and three nights to apologize for your
actions.”
The Sullivans’ discovery of Lacey being impervious to poisons had leaked out; that was why others
were beginning to suspect her identity.
For that, the Sullivans owed Lacey an apology.