After all, Helen and Frank were undoubtedly the two people Fleur did not want to see at this very moment.

However, Frank did not seem to care, walking up to pick an apple from the bedside table and biting a chunk as he chuckled. "Hehe... I know what you're waiting for, Fleur Lang." Fleur could not say a word aside from glaring at him, as if it might kill him-it was a pity for her that she did not have such power.

Unperturbed, Frank continued, "You sent Jon Lane to get your pills, didn't you?"

Fleur's whole body flinched, clearly giving her away right then.

Frank sat on the edge of her bed in turn, smiling. "In that case, I will be frank-the pills Jon was supposed to fetch are beyond your reach... because I've killed the courier." Beep! Beep! Beep!

Every piece of machinery began to beep all at once, indicating Fleur's agitation and rage.

"But..."

That was when Frank's tone changed, and he produced two pill bottles out of his pocket, waving them in front of Fleur. "They're right here. I can't say that taking these pills will keep you alive... but it'd at least alleviate your pain." Fleur was staring fixedly at the bottles right then, her mouth hanging open with anticipation.

"But considering how things are between us, do you think I'd give it to you unconditionally, out of

repeatedly, groaning

said, finding it a bit too

terrible as she was now bare bones and barely

Fleur, she said,

long as you help me. Don't worry-with me here, Frank will do his best to treat you too. You've heard

slightly lamenting that Helen was too soft, he nodded. "That's just

and Helen's assurance, Fleur did not hesitate to

was going through right

like they were being constantly stabbed, and she was in so

en

far as to ask a past

Mildron Balm.

surprised that Fleur agreed to their deal so

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