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

Heart K, no wonder George

into someone’s drink without a hint of

of

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

pen and scribbled out a prescription right then

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

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which Mr. Garth eagerly accepted, his

the ingredients in this prescription are poisonous.” Without waiting for Isabelle to reply. Mr.

that instant, Mr. Garth’s

bold move? It seems this old dog of mine

having full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as

the guinea pig was none other than

mind

wasn’t overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but decided against

made them out to be, so he held back from

this list might not be available at Maven Apothecary. You need to send someone to get them quickly. Your father can’t

George remarked.

to check

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

the room, George waited

after, Isabelle

towards the laboratory without rushing.

anything pressing to do in the lab,

her, George stood in silence,

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

hint of fatigue creasing her brow, yet an aura of