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.

in the middle of the Harris family’s turf.

K, no wonder George couldn’t pin

without a hint of

unsure of what she

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

quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled out

closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles

1/3

Blue

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

Jenkins, all the ingredients in this prescription are poisonous.” Without waiting for Isabelle to reply. Mr. Garth suddenly understood, taking a sharp breath before adding. “Ah, fighting fire

Garth’s

a bold move? It

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

the guinea pig was none other than

silent, her mind

complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but decided

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

might not be available at Maven Apothecary. You need to send someone to get

George remarked.

commenced, Isabelle headed to check on the status of old

and hooked up to tubes, with several silver needles piercing

the room, George

Isabelle

she headed towards the laboratory without rushing. George

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

George stood in silence, quietly

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

fatigue creasing her brow, yet

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