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

no wonder George couldn’t pin

geezer could slip poison into someone’s drink without a hint of evidence, making it a

looked at Isabelle, unsure of

and announced, “I’ve got the

and scribbled out a prescription

closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier.

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Blue Hydrangea

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

poisonous.” Without waiting for Isabelle to reply. Mr.

instant, Mr. Garth’s respect

bold

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

none other than

her mind racing

toxin wasn’t overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but decided against it, thinking, Forget it, it’s

things weren’t as bad as Mr. Garth made

need to send someone to get them quickly. Your father can’t wait, Isabelle

George

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

tubes, with several silver needles piercing

the room, George waited anxiously.

Isabelle came out.

the laboratory

pressing to do in the lab, so she turned

George stood in

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

in thought, a hint of fatigue creasing her brow, yet an aura of calmness surrounded