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

Heart K, no wonder

slip poison into someone’s drink without a hint of

at Isabelle, unsure of what she was

time, Isabelle raised her head again and

out a

Garth took the initial prescription, examining it closely before nodding. “So this medicine doubles as a detoxifier. I’ll need to do some more tests.”

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Blue

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

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

instant, Mr. Garth’s respect

to pull off such a bold move? It seems this old dog of mine

Garth felt a surge of excitement, having full faith in Isabelle’s daring strategy as a final option and trusting her completely.

none other

silent, her mind racing with thoughts.

creating the antidote for this toxin wasn’t overly complicated. Isabelle almost spoke up but decided

weren’t as bad as Mr. Garth made

Maven Apothecary. You need to send someone

George

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

silver needles piercing his chest,

the room, George waited anxiously.

after, Isabelle

word, she headed towards the laboratory without rushing. George followed close

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

George stood in silence, quietly watching.

the chair, her head resting on the wall. Her

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

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