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.

smack dab in the middle of the

Heart K, no wonder George

could slip poison into someone’s drink without a hint of evidence, making

of what she was

raised her head again and announced, “I’ve got the

quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled out a prescription right then and there.

nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier. I’ll need

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which Mr. Garth eagerly accepted, his eyes widening in amazement as

Jenkins, all the ingredients in this prescription are poisonous.” Without waiting for Isabelle to reply. Mr. Garth suddenly understood, taking a sharp breath before

instant, Mr. Garth’s respect for

pull off such a bold move? It seems this old

full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as a final option

if the guinea pig was none other than old

mind racing with

wasn’t overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but

Isabelle’s face, George sensed that things weren’t as bad as Mr. Garth made them out to be, so he held back from asking

need to send someone

it,” George remarked.

the ingredients commenced, Isabelle headed to check

several silver needles piercing his chest, old Mr. Harris stayed in

the room, George waited anxiously.

after, Isabelle came out.

she headed towards the laboratory without rushing.

steps, she realised there wasn’t anything pressing to do in the lab, so she turned and settled into a nearby

her, George stood in silence, quietly

her head resting on the wall. Her hands lay relaxed. in her lap, her

of fatigue creasing her brow, yet an