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

K, no wonder George couldn’t pin

without a hint of evidence, making it a walk in the park.

unsure of what she

time, Isabelle raised her head again and announced, “I’ve got the antidote for this poison.”

out a prescription

it closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier. I’ll need to do some more

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

prescription are poisonous.” Without waiting for Isabelle to reply. Mr. Garth suddenly understood, taking a sharp breath before adding. “Ah, fighting fire with fire.”

instant, Mr. Garth’s respect for Isabelle

the guts to pull off such a bold move?

having full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as

pig was none other than old Mr. Harris.

remained silent, her mind racing with

this toxin wasn’t overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke

as bad as Mr. Garth made them out to be, so he held back from asking any

available at Maven Apothecary. You need to send someone

George remarked.

ingredients commenced, Isabelle headed to check on the status

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

room, George waited anxiously.

after, Isabelle came

towards the laboratory without rushing. George followed

do in the lab, so she turned and settled into a

stood in silence, quietly

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

fatigue creasing her brow, yet an