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.

the middle of the Harris family’s

Heart K, no wonder

drink without a hint of evidence, making it a walk in

of

her head again and announced, “I’ve got the antidote for this

grabbed a pen and scribbled out a

“So this

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

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

that instant, Mr. Garth’s respect for

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

in Isabelle’s daring strategy as a final option and trusting her completely.

none

mind racing with thoughts.

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

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

this list might not be available at Maven Apothecary. You need

it,” George remarked.

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

to tubes, with several silver needles piercing his chest, old Mr. Harris stayed in a steady state.

the room, George waited anxiously.

after, Isabelle came

she headed towards the laboratory without rushing. George followed close behind.

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

George stood in silence, quietly

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

creasing her brow, yet an aura of calmness surrounded