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.

smack dab in the middle of

no wonder George

into someone’s drink without a hint of evidence, making it a

unsure of what she was thinking.

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

quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled out

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

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Blue Hydrangea

which Mr. Garth eagerly accepted, his eyes widening in amazement as he read it.

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

that instant, Mr. Garth’s respect for

thought Miss Jenkins had the guts to pull off such a bold

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

the guinea pig was none other

silent, her mind racing

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

Isabelle’s face, George sensed that things weren’t as bad as Mr. Garth made them out to be, so he held back from asking

might not be available at Maven Apothecary. You need to

George remarked.

to check

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

the room, George waited

after, Isabelle

the laboratory without rushing. George followed close behind.

to do in the lab, so she

in silence, quietly

the wall. Her hands lay relaxed.

shut, lost in thought, a hint of fatigue creasing her brow, yet an aura