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.

middle of the Harris

no wonder George couldn’t

without a hint of evidence, making it a walk

at Isabelle, unsure of what she was thinking.

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

pen and scribbled out a prescription right then

the initial prescription, examining it closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier.

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another prescription, which Mr. Garth eagerly accepted, his eyes

reply. Mr. Garth suddenly understood, taking a sharp breath before adding. “Ah, fighting

Mr. Garth’s respect for Isabelle skyrocketed.

pull off such a bold move? It seems

full faith in Isabelle’s

was none

her mind

for this toxin wasn’t overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but

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

need to send someone to get them

it,” George

to check

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

George waited anxiously.

Isabelle

a word, she headed towards the laboratory without rushing. George followed close behind.

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

stood in

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

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