An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 115

“WHAT? HUMAN EXCREMENT?”

As soon as Quentin heard this, he immediately started dry heaving next to Dustin.

But since the poison was already in his stomach, he couldn’t spit it out even if he wanted to, his face flushed

red instead.

Before this, the phrase ‘eat shit‘ had only been a suggestion, but he couldn’t believe that it had actually happened to him.

“I didn’t expect Dustin to be so heartless by forcing our cousin to eat shit. How is he going to eat anything else from now on?” Ruth commented as she covered her nose with her hands. She then started to move away

from them with a look of disgust.

“For all the shit he spews out from his mouth, I think this is a most fitting punishment.” Natasha couldn’t help but add fuel to the fire too.

“How dare you trick me, you little bastard!” Quentin roared as he raised his head. His expression darkened and his gaze was murderous.

He had never been humiliated this badly in all his life.

“Since we were tasked with making poison, I had the freedom to choose my own recipe, so I was allowed to add any ingredient I saw fit inside, no?” Dustin stated matter–of–factly.

“Good, good! You’ve got some nerve, don’t you?” Quentin shouted, his face contorted with anger.

“I can’t wait to see you begging at my feet later once the poison kicks into your system!”

“We’ll certainly see who will be the one who gets down on their knees later. Now, you’d better ask the people

around you whether they can cure the poison I made or not.” Dustin grinned.

“Give me the antidote now, Mr. Wangley!” Quentin urged.

He certainly didn’t want his high–class body to suffer any more damage.

“Calm down, Mr. Harmon. Let me take a look at you first,” Mr. Wangley picked up the bottle with the rest of the

poison and brought it close to his nose to smell it.

Then, he dipped his finger into the remaining liquid and placed a drop on the tip of his tongue to taste it.

“Here I was beginning to think it was some kind of potent poison. Who would’ve guessed that it was Venenum

Insectum all along?” Mr. Wangley chuckled. It seemed he had found his answer.

““Venenum Insectum‘? What’s that?” Quentin asked.

that’s made from seven types of

the organisms in question are snakes, scorpions, toads, centipedes, spiders, poisonous

all that from tasting one small droplet?” Ruth asked

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Dustin’s recipe like that, that would

as well.

poison master, you clearly are an expert in your field,” Dustin remarked with

had to admit that Mr. Wangley was indeed talented, but it was a shame that he was so close yet so

concoction for

golden juice was merely

you stop spewing nonsense to yourself already, Mr. Wangley? Hurry up

is starting to hurt again.” Quentin whined as he

had begun to churn again two

while I whip up an antidote for you, Mr. Harmon.”

with the

getting more and more painful by the second!” Quentin howled in

longer time went on, he felt as if there was a knife

out in

looked absolutely fine and showed no abnormal symptoms, so much

sip

affected?” Quentin stuttered, visibly

poison first, so why was it that he seemed like he wasn’t affected

gotten rid of the poison in my system. So, how could

already concocted an antidote? But how? You

on your case first? Like what you’re going to

standing next to you can’t cure the poison,”

rough one, by the way. It’ll induce searing pain first, and if you fail

through your guts and intestines and cause you to die a

death!”

Quentin gasped

badly before this, but after receiving a scare from Dustin,

even more.

Mr. Wangley announced

the nick of

downed the whole thing

as the antidote landed in his stomach, he immediately

he vomited all the white liquid out of his

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doing, Mr. Harmon? You just threw up the antidote!” Mr. Wangley exclaimed in

I really couldn’t hold it in!” Quentin whined

so why can’t you

make sure to hold it in this time round,”

as his face twitched.

no choice but to

he’d finished whipping up another dose, and Quentin wasted no time