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.

dab in the middle of

Heart K, no wonder George couldn’t

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

looked at Isabelle, unsure of what she was thinking.

again and

scribbled out a prescription right then

took the initial prescription, examining it closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier. I’ll need

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Blue

him another prescription, which Mr. Garth eagerly accepted, his eyes widening in amazement as he read

are poisonous.” Without waiting for Isabelle to reply. Mr. Garth suddenly understood, taking a sharp breath before

that instant, Mr. Garth’s respect

the guts to pull off such a bold move? It seems this old dog of mine is in

a surge of excitement, having full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as a final option and trusting her completely.

if the guinea pig was none

her mind

overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but

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

need to send someone to get them quickly.

George remarked.

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

to tubes, with several silver needles piercing his chest, old Mr. Harris

George waited

after, Isabelle came

the laboratory without

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

George stood in silence, quietly

with crossed legs, her back against the chair, her head resting on the wall. Her hands lay relaxed. in her

fatigue creasing her brow, yet an