Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 171 Blue Hydrangea

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

Isabelle glanced 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 Dark Shadow.

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

Considering Dark Shadow’s skills, disposing of old Mr. Harris would have been straightforward. Choosing this complex 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 behind it?

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

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

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 chaos 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 plans to slowly tighten his grip?

This old timer’s got some serious hunger for power.

Going straight for the jugular of the Harris family.

in the middle of the

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

slip poison into someone’s drink without a hint of evidence, making it a walk in the

of what she was

this time, Isabelle raised her head again and

and scribbled out a prescription right then

this medicine doubles as a detoxifier. I’ll need to do

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Blue Hydrangea

gave him another prescription, which Mr. Garth eagerly accepted, his eyes widening in amazement

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

Mr. Garth’s respect for Isabelle skyrocketed.

such a bold move? It

Isabelle’s daring strategy

pig was none other than

remained silent, her mind racing with

reality, creating the antidote for this toxin wasn’t overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but decided against it, thinking, Forget it,

made them out to be, so he held

at Maven Apothecary. You need to send

it,” George remarked.

hunt for the ingredients commenced, Isabelle headed to check on the status of old

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

George waited anxiously.

Isabelle

laboratory without

to do in the lab,

George stood in silence, quietly

the wall. Her hands lay

shut, lost in thought, a hint of fatigue creasing her brow, yet an