he conversation then turned to Austin.


    “What about Austin? Is it possible for him to use the pills?” Nicole asked, her toneced with concern.


    “How did youe across the pills?” Roscoe inquired, recalling the chaotic circumstances previously unmentioned by Nicole.


    Nicole exined how she discovered the porcin bottle before Alec’s incident, an oversight in her earlier exnation due to the tumult.


    Pleased yet cautious, Roscoe considered the implications.


    “It’s promising, but every case is unique.


    We can’t assume Austin will respond identically.


    ” Contemting further, he asked, “How many pills remain?”


    Nicole checked.


    “There are five left in the bottle,” she informed him.


    Reflecting on their shared history with taking the pills, Roscoemented, “You had taken three, and the witch forced me to take four.


    We need to n carefully.


    Austin might need up to four pills.


    ”


    Roscoe exined, “Nicole, to be honest, about a quarter of my brain was consumed by the parasites.


    If it had been anyone else, they would likely be paralyzed and bedridden.


    But Emerie kept me alive with medicine.


    Although it wasn’t as potent as the pills you found, it kept me functioning.


    During the ritual, she gave me four of those pills.


    While the missing parts of my brain didn’t regenerate, they formed a closed gap, allowing me to live normally, except for some headaches.


    We both experienced positive results after taking the pills, but I can’t be sure if Austin can use them, so I need to study one pill first.


    ” Roscoe hadn’t nned on sharing this information.


    As a man, he didn’t feel obliged to expose his scars and didn’t want to burden Nicole.


    He knew Nicole inside out.


    Despite her tough exterior, she had a soft heart and always went the extra mile to help those who had extended a helping hand to her.


    Roscoe might not want to admit it, but he had likely fallen into that category in Nicole’s heart.


    Nicole’s decision to be with him wasn’t just about romance.


    Herpassion for him also fueled it.


    “Your brain…” Nicole was at a loss for words, stunned by what she had just learned.


    She hadn’t realized the extent of Roscoe’s suffering.


    The thought of a parasite gnawing away at his brain was a nightmare beyondprehension.


    It sent shivers down Nicole’s spine.


    “It’s alright, Nicole.


    Despite everything, Emerie a shred of decency and didn’t let me die.


    The pills she gave me before she passed saved my life.


    I can handle a few lingering side effects,” Roscoe reassured her.


    Emerie’s gesture of kindness toward Roscoe, which involved taking him to Witch Valley, stemmed from his past act of saving her life.


    As the parasites began to control Roscoe’s mind, Roscoe still had some semnce of control.


    While on a journey with Emerie, their driver, unfortunately, picked a less-than-ster car, resulting in a crash that left Emerie trapped in her seat.


    Panic set in as the driver fled the scene, leaving behind a car leaking oil and on the verge of catching fire.


    It was a dire situation.


    Any seasoned driver would know that car fires could escte quickly, engulfing the vehicle within minutes, sometimes Leading to explosions.


    In the heat of the moment, the driver didn’t abandon Roscoe, recognizing his vital role within the family, and swiftly pulled him away from the looming danger.


    Despite believing that she was invincible, panic gripped Emerie as thick smoke billowed into the car.


    She had witnessed the devastating aftermath of car fires before, and fear crept into her heart.N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    With a sudden burst of determination, Roscoe wriggled free from the driver’s grasp and yanked Emerie out of the car just as the mes licked at the back seat, transforming the vehicle into a roaring inferno within seconds.


    In under fifteen minutes, the car was nothing but a burnt-out shell.


    Emerie found herself profoundly moved by Roscoe’s courage.


    Having lived a life of seclusion, encountering such genuine and selfless bravery left an indelible mark on her soul.


    Emerie’s perspective sharply contrasted with that of the chief.


    While the chief fixated on achieving immortality, Emerie, influenced by her upbringing but still young and impressionable, developed a soft spot for Roscoe.


    Roscoe was far from naive.


    He understood the importance of Emerie’s role after the ident.


    He knew that her survival could prove advantageous for him.


    As expected, Emerie had gone against the Watts family’s wishes and used her knowledge of herbs to sustain Roscoe.


    Even after returning to Witch Valley, she continued to keep him alive.


    In Emerie’s final moments, her actions to save Roscoe were her way of seeking redemption.