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.

K, no wonder

someone’s drink without a hint

looked at Isabelle, unsure of what she was thinking.

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

a pen and scribbled out a

initial prescription, examining it closely before nodding. “So this

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

for Isabelle to reply. Mr. Garth

Garth’s respect for Isabelle skyrocketed.

Jenkins had the guts to pull off such a bold move? It seems this old

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

guinea pig was none other than old Mr.

her mind racing with thoughts.

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

George sensed that things weren’t as bad as Mr. Garth made them

Maven Apothecary. You need to

it,” George

headed to check on

unconscious and hooked up to tubes, with several silver needles piercing his chest, old

George waited

Isabelle came out.

towards the laboratory without rushing.

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

stood in silence, quietly watching.

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

creasing her brow,