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

no wonder George couldn’t

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

of what she

raised her head again and announced, “I’ve

and scribbled out a 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,

Isabelle to reply. Mr.

that instant, Mr. Garth’s

pull off such a bold move?

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

guinea pig was none other than old Mr. Harris.

silent, her mind racing with

Isabelle almost spoke up but decided against it, thinking, Forget

Garth made them out to be, so he held back from

the items on this list might not be available at Maven Apothecary. You need to send someone to get them

it,” George remarked.

the ingredients commenced, Isabelle headed to check on the status of old Mr.

silver needles piercing his chest,

George

Isabelle

a word, she headed towards the laboratory

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

George stood in silence, quietly watching.

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

hint of fatigue creasing her