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Chapter 171

    Chapter 171 Blue Hydrangea


    “How’s his condition?” His words barely registered audibly.


    Isabelle nced upwards at the sound, her eyes showing a hint of redness.


    Choosing to stay quiet, she cast her gaze downward, concentrating on the white mouse.


    “Blue Hydrangea”


    The substance turned out to be the toxin from the <b>Dark </b>Shadow.


    What motivation would Dark Shadow have for using this gradual–acting toxin on old Mr. Harris?


    Considering <b>Dark </b>Shadow’s skills, disposing of old Mr. Harris would have been straightforward. <b>Choosing </b>thisplex method implies it wasn’t ordered by another.


    A skilled hitman and a businessman wouldn’t typically hold a grudge, and even if they did, they wouldn’t opt for such a chaotic method.


    What’s the rationale <b>behind </b>it?


    In Taragon City, there’s only one person under themand of Dark Shadow capable of creating this specific poison: Heart K.


    If it truly <b>is </b>Heart K, then his reasons shouldn’t be hard to figure <b>out</b>.


    Isabelle’s mind raced with questions. Why go after the retired old man instead of George, who runs the show in the Harris family and holds the purse strings?


    Could it be that he’s worried about the <b>chaos </b>that would erupt if George were to bite the dust, leaving him powerless to control the situation? Is he scheming by striking at George’s weak spot upfront?


    Maybe he ns to slowly tighten his grip?


    <b>This </b>old timer’s <b>got </b>some serious hunger for power.


    Going straight for the jugr of the Harris family.


    Operating smack dab in the middle of the Harris family’s turf.


    If it’s Heart K, no wonder George couldn’t pin the me.


    <b>That </b>geezer could slip poison into someone’s drink without a hint of evidence, making it a walk in the park.


    George looked at Isabelle, <b>unsure </b>of <b>what </b>she <b>was </b>thinking.


    At this time, Isabelle raised her head again and announced, “I’ve got the antidote for this poison.”


    She quickly grabbed a pen and <b>scribbled </b>out a prescription <b>right </b>then and there.


    Mr. Garth took the initial prescription, examining it closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier. I’ll need to do some more tests.”


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    Chapter 171 Blue Hydrangea


    Next, Isabelle gave him another prescription, which Mr. Garth eagerly epted, his eyes widening in amazement as he read it.


    “Miss Jenkins, all the ingredients in this prescription are poisonous.” Without waiting for Isabelle to reply. Mr. Garth suddenly understood, taking a sharp breath before adding. “Ah, fighting fire with fire.”


    At that instant, Mr. Garth’s respect for Isabelle skyrocketed.


    “Who would’ve thought Miss Jenkins had the guts to pull off such a bold move? It seems this old dog of mine is in for a surprise.”


    Mr. Garth felt a surge of excitement, having full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as a final option and trusting herpletely.


    Even if the guinea pig <b>was </b>none other than old Mr. Harris.


    Isabelle remained silent, her <b>mind </b>racing with thoughts.


    In reality, creating the antidote for this toxin wasn’t overlyplicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but decided <b>against </b>it, thinking, Forget it, it’s fine.


    Watching Isabelle’s face, George sensed <b>that </b>things weren’t as bad <b>as </b>Mr. Garth made them out to be, so he held back from asking any questions.


    “Some of the items on this list might not be avable <b>at </b>Maven Apothecary. You <b>need </b>to send someone to get them quickly. Your father can’t wait, Isabelle directed George.


    “Got it,” George remarked.


    As the hunt for the ingredientsmenced, Isabelle headed to check on the <b>status </b>of old Mr. Harris.


    Despite being unconscious and hooked up to tubes, with several silver needles piercing his chest, old Mr. Harris stayed in a steady state.


    Outside the <b>room</b>, George waited anxiously.


    Soon after, Isabelle came out.


    <b>Without </b>a word, she headed towards theboratory without rushing. George followed close behind.


    After a few steps, she <b>realised </b>there wasn’t anything pressing to do in theb, so she turned and settled into a nearby chair for a break.


    Beside her, George stood in silence, quietly watching.


    Isabelle sat with crossed legs, her back against the chair, her head resting on the wall. Her handsy rxed. in herp, her thumbs tracing idle circles.


    Her eyes shut, lost in thought, a hint of fatigue creasing her brow, yet <b>an </b>aura of calmness surrounded her.


    After a moment of observation, George cautiously broke the silence. “How about grabbing some breakfast <b>and </b>then catching a nap in the next ward?”


    Isabelle’s lips curled slightly as she replied, “I’ve got this thing. If given the chance, I’d opt for a coffin over


    a hospital bed.”


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    It wasn’t quite bedtime. She just needed to give her eyes a break from all the staring.


    “There’s afy sofa in the ward, or we could hit up a nearby hotel, or I could whisk you home, George offered, concern evident in his tone. “You need some rest and grub right about now.”


    Feeling the chill of the wall against her head, Isabelle blinked open her eyes, catching the worry in George’s gaze. She reached out and patted the spot beside her.


    As George settled beside her, his shoulder instinctively dipped, providing a snug spot for the girl’s head.


    I’m doing the Harris family a solid, snagging Mr. Harris’s shoulder for a second won’t cause any harm, right?” Isabelle mentioned.


    George grinned silently. “My pleasure.”


    Isabelle went on, “There’s a good chance someone from within the Harris family is helping poison your dad. Any leads yet?”


    George responded, “Since my dad got poisoned, I’ve sneaked around our house six times in a year but didn’t spot anyone fishy.”


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