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 family’s turf.

wonder George couldn’t pin the

hint

at Isabelle, unsure of what she

head again and

a pen and scribbled out a prescription right then

initial prescription, examining it closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier. I’ll need to do some more tests.”

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Blue Hydrangea

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

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

that instant, Mr. Garth’s respect for Isabelle

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

of excitement, having full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as a final option and trusting her completely.

the guinea pig was none

silent, her mind racing with thoughts.

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

as bad as Mr. Garth made them out to be, so

Maven Apothecary. You need to send

George remarked.

Isabelle headed to

tubes, with several silver needles piercing his chest,

George waited

Isabelle

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

do in the lab, so she

in silence,

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

hint of fatigue creasing