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 Harris family’s turf.

no wonder George couldn’t pin the blame.

poison into someone’s drink without a hint

of what

again and announced, “I’ve got the antidote

and scribbled out a

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

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

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

Mr. Garth’s respect for

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

Garth felt a surge of excitement, having full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as

was none other than old Mr. Harris.

mind

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

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

Apothecary. You need to send someone to get them quickly.

George remarked.

for the ingredients commenced, Isabelle headed to check on

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

George waited anxiously.

Isabelle came out.

she headed towards the laboratory without rushing. George followed

wasn’t anything pressing to do in the

George stood in silence, quietly watching.

against the chair, her head resting on the wall. Her hands lay relaxed.

creasing her brow, yet an

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