GoodRead|| || "So, you poisoned Everett Lopez too." That statement wasn't a question. It was a conclusion.
Quincy's eyes flickered with a hint of guilt, "That's none of your business. You don't need to know!" Lane shrugged, "True, I'm not exactly dying of curiosity about Everett's ordeal. But... this poison of yours, if the antidote isn't taken regularly, it really results in death? Guaranteed?" She nodded with certainty.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yes, it leads to the failure of all vitalans, culminating in death." "Wow..." Lane smacked his lips, "You're pretty ruthless, giving Everett that kind of poison. You're not afraid he'll actually die on you?" "As long as I'm by his side, he won't die!" Lane nodded, "Fair enough! How about this, I want that temporary antidote of yours, but I can only offer you half the price, that's ten million." "You're haggling over something like this?" "Ten million isn't chump change." Lane finished his cigarette, stomped it out on the ground, "Take it or leave it. I have the permanent cure anyway." He turned to leave.
Quincy only took three seconds before calling out to stop him.
"Fine, I'll sell it to you! I'm doing this because I understand your desire, just like my obsession with Everett! In a way, I'm helping you and Dorothy Sanchez." Lane raised an eyebrow, looking at her, "Quincy, always the smooth talker! Here you are, squeezingdry, and I'm supposed to thank you for it." Quincy smiled, "Dorothy is worth twenty million! With all her suitors, selling it to someone else would fetch the sprice." Lane chuckled, "Well, I'm notplaining, am I?" "Then pay up." He nodded, pulling out his phone to transfer the money.
Quincy received it promptly.
She handed over the remaining doses of the temporary antidote to Lane and started to walk away.
Behind her, Lane suddenly called out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Quincy! I skipped breakfast today, any chance I could persuade you to join me? My treat." Quincy was about to refuse, but Lane cut in first.
"Well, of course! Dorothy's family background dictates her demeanor." Lane nodded in agreement, "Exactly! So, how about that breakfast? Consider it a gesture between friends. Who knows, there mighte a twhen you'll need my help." en.kikistories ΙΜ || || Quincy stood there, pondering for a while before reluctantly nodding.
"Just so we're clear, I'm not et interested in you, and don't you start thinking there could be anything between us! I just haven't had breakfast either." en.kikistories Lane immediately stepped forward, opening the car door for Quincy, "After you, Quincy." Everett, upon seeing Quincy's messages, instantly deleted them.
If it weren't for the fear of missing out on details about the antidote, he would've blocked Quincy's number straight away.
Exiting the conference room, he immediately called Dorothy.
She had been resting at hlately, a bit bored, which Everett was aware of.
"What are you up to?" "I'm just... lying down, uh, watching TV." Everett chuckled, "Letguess, you've been in touch with Kevin, asking him for live updates, haven't you?" Dorothy was taken aback, "How did you know?! Did Kevin tell you?" "Do I need him to tell me?"
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