A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639 

“This is… your gallbladder?!” Even Emmanuel was taken aback. 

As a doctor, he thought his medical knowledge was extensive enough, but 

what he was witnessing still surpassed his understanding. 

It seemed that there were genuinely many ambitious individuals who were 

constantly researching projects against humanity, and they had made 

significant progress. 

What was terrifying was that the world was oblivious to them. 

“That’s right,” answered the Snake Master, his face ashen and veins bulging, 

appearing in great pain. “The most powerful thing about snakes is their 

venom, and the gallbladder is the organ that stores the venom. It’s also a 

vital part of a snake’s body. Today, I will exchange it for my sister’s life.” 

“What need do I have for it?” Emmanuel asked with amusement. 

“Good question.” The Snake Master pulled out a strange needle and forcefully 

inserted it into his gallbladder. With that, his already grimacing face became 

even more ferocious, and his eyes turned bloodshot. It was evident he was in 

immense suffering. 

Mackenzie watched from the side and felt a chill run down her spine as her 

hands and feet grew cold. 

“This is a mini bomb. Now I’m giving you the remote. Once you prèss the 

button, my gallbladder will explode,” said the Snake Master as he tossed a 

black object to Emmanuel, who caught it through his clothes. After confirming 

it was harmless, he held it in his hand. 

“Now, my life is in your hands. With my blood as the oath, I pledge to be your 

Snake Slave. Henceforth, I will comply with your every command,” the Snake 

Master swore bitterly. 

Emmanuel stared into his blood–red snake eyes, unable to detect any 

deception. However, with his wise goddess of a wife by his side, he turned 

back and asked, “What do you think, Mackenzie?” 

“Maybe… we should give that thing a try?” She considered, pointing to the 

detonator in Emmanuel’s hand. 

The Snake Master turned awfully grim in response. 

“Good idea.” Emmanuel was also considering pressing it. 

He knew Mackenzie wanted to test the Snake Slave’s reaction and determine 

if this thing was genuine or fake. 

“Wait!” the Snake Slave quickly raised his hand and shouted, blood dripping 

from his mouth, his face enveloped in menace. “Since I’ve entrusted you with 

my gallbladder, I will take it even if you still want to kill me. But you must sparè 

my sister, or I swear in the name of the King of Snakes, I will come at you even 

as a ghost!” 

“My, so ruthless. I’m scared.” Despite what Emmanuel said, he showed not a 

sliver of fear on his face. 

That said, he still let go of the assassin in red ultimately. 

The female assassin was shocked, never imagining that Emmanuel would 

spare her for the third time. 

She was a professional assassin, for heaven’s sake. She never expected to 

live after missing once. Yet, she continued to live even after failing to kill the 

man before her three times.