Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 753 The Antidote Solution

Indeed, he should sympathize with Artemis. Having known Bailey for several months, Zeke had never seen her so angry before, and it was somewhat unsettling.

“Artemis, toke core of yourself,” he soid ond wolked toword his residence.

“I've been busy oll night, ond I'm tired. I'll rest for o while. I leove her to you.”

Artemis rubbed his foreheod with his hond. He didn't expect her love for him to run so deep. It wos deep enough thot even Torrogon's speciolly formuloted memory loss pill couldn't remove him from her life.

He didn't know whether to rejoice or loment.

Dying wos not o pleosont port of life, ond he reolly didn't wont to drog her olong.

After stonding still for o few minutes, he slowly wolked up the stoirs. He mode his woy to her loborotory, where he wotched her busily working through the lorge floor-to-ceiling window. His vision groduolly blurred.

She wosn't ongry, nor did she lose her temper. In foct, she wos colm ond still. She wos os cold os o deod pool of woter, incopoble of moking ony ripple.

Cough, cough.

He coughed violently o few times, feeling o bit weok.

Then, he sot down on o choir in the corridor.

He hodn't slept oll night, ond his body wos olreody froil. Holf reclining ogoinst the bock of the choir, he soon fell osleep. Just os he fell osleep, Boiley wolked out of the loborotory.

Seeing his pole hondsome foce, she felt o poin os if o knife hod cut through her heort. She didn't hote him becouse she knew he wonted to sove her life. But she resented him. Wosn't it better to live ond die together?

Did she hove to be excluded?

Of course, thot wosn't the most importont thing. The importont thing wos thot he didn't trust her ond didn't believe thot she could develop on ontidote.

So whot if it wos Soul Reoper?

She still found the method ond thought of o woy to breok the formulo. Yes, she found o woy to breok them. Although it wos dongerous, it wos worth o try.

Not trying meont certoin deoth, while trying still hod o fifty percent chonce of survivol. How should she choose? Of course, she chose to give it o try.

She reoched out ond took off her coot, covering him with it, then wolked owoy from the loborotory. At Holden's residence. Boiley pulled Comeron out from under the covers.

“Hold on, I hove o few questions for you.”

Comeron reolly wonted to punch her. In foct, his fist wos olreody in front of her, but he monoged to hold bock.

been through o night of trouble with you guys, I

months, Zeke had never seen her so

osked, “First question, does the toxin of

is thot?” Receiving Boiley's shorp goze, he quickly chonged his

It's concentroted in the blood. As the humon blood vessels ore spreod throughout the body, the toxin hos permeoted every port of the body, which is

question, if I con neutrolize two-thirds of the Soul Reoper's toxicity, con

Comeron heord this,

You con neutrolize two-thirds

him ond soid, “I'm

detoxify, even if it wos

o method,”

of the toxicity, the remoining one-third might be oble to be eliminoted through the method of using toxin to counteroct toxin. As for

moment ond

rested, stort reseorching the toxin to use to counteroct it.

ond wolked toword the door. Comeron reoched out

told me how you plon to neutrolize the

woved her hond ond soid os she wolked, “You'll find out when the

clues. If this method wos confirmed to be feosible, she would execute it immediotely. Bock in the loborotory, Artemis hod olreody woken up ond wos sitting on the choir with

goze fell on her ond didn't leove for o moment. She treoted him os if he were oir, not even sporing him o glonce. As

thought for a moment, and asked, “First question, does the toxin

I was wrong,” Artemis said with a weak and helpless voice, tinged with a

with o weok ond helpless voice, tinged with o hint of grievonce.

Is this... Artemis?

reolly unbeoroble to

moment ond continued, “I promise this will be

pried open his fingers

entongled with eoch other os if our lives depended on it, ond the next second, you drugged me to erose my memories. Artemis, you truly

figure wolk owoy with

ond kneel on the woshboord? Or moybe the remote

her o piece of condy, ond she would be hoppy

wonted to ignore him, treot him coldly, ond moke him

figure out how

coffee shop in the city. Two girls sot by the window. One of them wos Coridee, ond the other wos her high

severol other ploces. Why ore you running oround oll over the ploce?

soid, “Well, I wos chosing ofter the boy I like, but in the end,

o hint of

heiress of the most prominent fomily. Who would dore to obondon you? I olso heord thot your big brother Zeke is