The boy clung tightly to the man, his eyes brimming with desperation as he looked at her. "Ms. Flora, please save my brother! He's on the brink!"

Flora's lips twisted into a sly smile. "Relax, it's just a minor issue. He's not going to die."

Mr. Atticus was taken aback. "Minor issue?!"

I thought he was knocking on death's door?

Flora pulled out a small knife and skillfully made a shallow cut on the man's chest. Almost immediately, the man, whose face had been an alarming shade of purple, began to breathe easier, and his complexion started to return to normal.

Putting the knife away, Flora chuckled. "The poison's neutralized. Their condition was due to blood clots blocking their lungs. A simple fix."

"What?!"

Mr. Atticus's face contorted in shock. He rushed to check the man on the ground. His face went from green to white and back again, glaring daggers at Flora. "Are you messing with me?!"

Rage boiled in his eyes. Who would've thought he'd get played by a woman!

The poison was already neutralized!

just suffering from blood clots near

method had failed. Seeing his reaction, Flora turned to him with a smile that said it all: "Yup, I played you. What're you gonna do

"You!"

Atticus was so furious he felt

from various factions exchanged uneasy glances. Clearly, underestimating a woman had been a grave

She's ruthless...

everyone. Once done, the various factions couldn't

didn't try to stop them, and the folks from

time everything was done, she was utterly

them. Just then, a staff member came running in to report that Crimson had

she found Crimson propped up in bed, leaning against the pillows, eating porridge.

grimaced with each

moment she saw

a touch of

want something tasty!"

She sat down by the bed. "Your body's still healing. You can only have

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255