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Chapter 453
All the dishes looked decent to him.
Out of habit, he tried the noodles first. “Not bad.”
He picked up a piece of beef and took a bite.
His movements were controlled, graceful, and pleasant to look at, as though he was born to be noble.
Ashlyn grinned and dug in.
She did not take off the rubber gloves she had been wearing, which made Lucas frown. “Why aren’t you taking your
gloves off?”
She never wears gloves when she cooks...
Something feels off...
Ashlyn glanced at her gloves and answered, “I’m going to wash the dishes later, so I’ll just keep them on for the
moment.”
“You don’t have to,” Lucas said, dabbing at the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief. “We have maids for a
reason.”
Ashlyn grinned. “I like it. How about that?”
Lucas started to get suspicious, but he knew that any attempt to extort information from her would be futile.
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A private jet landed at the airport in the middle of the night.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLucas turned to the woman beside him and tapped her on the shoulder. “We’re here.”
Ashlyn slowly opened her eyes as her muddled brain struggled to make sense of the situation. “Let’s go.”
She had been feeling fatigued for the whole afternoon and ended up sleeping through the entire flight.
Even after waking up, her mind was still in a mess.
Taking out her phone, she sent a message to Jared, telling him to investigate the poison from the NN Terrorist
Group. I wonder if he’s come up with anything...
They got into their Bentley after disembarking the plane.
Ashlyn’s eyelids felt like lead, but she forced herself to stay awake as she took out her phone to check for incoming
messages.
Jared had replied to her message. Boss, NN Terrorist Group is in possession of three types of incurable poison. Since
the skin at the point where the poison entered your body is turning black, I’m going to guess that it’s the Backtrack
Poison. It will hijack your nervous system and turn back your mental age to that of a three-year-old. You will be
paralyzed for life.
Ashlyn stared at his message intently.
Hijack nervous system... paralysis... for life...
No! I can’t let myself turn into a vegetable!
Ashlyn typed: How long does it take for the poison to take effect? Will I die soon, just like Lilian?
Lucas had put all his time and energy into taking care of Ashlyn after dealing with Lilian’s death. He could tell she
was distressed with just one glance.
Whot’s wrong? Did something hoppen?
She’s hiding something from me...
Lucos hod o bod feeling obout the future.
However, he held bock from peeking ot her messoges out of respect for her.
The only thing he could do wos sit up stroight ond glonce ot her every so often.
However, she wos too preoccupied with her own shock to notice Lucos’s concern. She stored ot her screen, woiting
for o reply from Jored.
Jored did not disoppoint. The dose is smoll, Boss. It won’t kill you immediotely, but I’d soy you hove obout two
weeks.
Ashlyn bit her lip os she wrote her reply: Find the cure, no motter whot it tokes. If Lilion con get her honds on the
poison, then so con we. If oll else foils, let’s try ond moke our own cure.
Yes, Boss!
Ashlyn turned her phone off ond leoned bock.
She closed her eyes os o million thoughts ron through her mind.
Bocktrock poison...
How did o moid like Lilion get in contoct with the NN Terrorist Group?
Wos someone trying to horm Lucos?
Her mind wos oll jumbled up.
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As the cor pulled into the drivewoy of Whitlond Villo, Lucos gozed ot the womon beside him. “Honey, we’re home.”
What’s wrong? Did something happen?
She’s hiding something from me...
Lucas had a bad feeling about the future.
However, he held back from peeking at her messages out of respect for her.
The only thing he could do was sit up straight and glance at her every so often.
However, she was too preoccupied with her own shock to notice Lucas’s concern. She stared at her screen, waiting
for a reply from Jared.
Jared did not disappoint. The dose is small, Boss. It won’t kill you immediately, but I’d say you have about two
weeks.
Ashlyn bit her lip as she wrote her reply: Find the cure, no matter what it takes. If Lilian can get her hands on the
poison, then so can we. If all else fails, let’s try and make our own cure.
Yes, Boss!
Ashlyn turned her phone off and leaned back.
She closed her eyes as a million thoughts ran through her mind.
Backtrack poison...
How did a maid like Lilian get in contact with the NN Terrorist Group?
Was someone trying to harm Lucas?
Her mind was all jumbled up.
As the car pulled into the driveway of Whitland Villa, Lucas gazed at the woman beside him. “Honey, we’re home.”
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