Mable hesitated for some time before finally picking up the phone.
“Hello?”
Next, a low voice came from the phone. “Wifey, how have you been?”
Mable felt troubled as soon as she heard how he addressed her. “Rory, I’m not your wifey!”
“Why not? We exchanged vows.”
Mable gritted her teeth in anger. “Please speak properly!”
‘When did we exchange vows?’
Rory scoffed. “Tsk, I knew you would deny it! You’re heartless!”
Mable could not be bothered to talk nonsense with him. She changed the topic. “Why did you call?”
“Zoe said you asked for the A117 reagent?”
Rory asked lazily.
“Yes.”
Mable paused before she explained, “Rory, I need the A117 reagent urgently now, so—”
She was cut off before she could finish. “I don’t care if you need it urgently. I’ll give you a week to send it back to me!”
Mable held her phone tightly. “Rory, I really need it. Just give it to me.”
Rory fell silent, his emotions unclear. “Why do you need it?”
Mable answered after a pause, “I was poisoned by Vortex. I need the A117 reagent to formulate an antidote.”
She must not let him know that Blair was the one who was poisoned. Otherwise, he definitely would not let it be.
“Vortex?”
Rory could not help but raise his voice. “How did you get poisoned by that?”
“It’s a little complicated. I’ll explain it to you in person once I’m done here.”
Since Mable took the A117 reagent, she would have to make a trip back no matter what.
“Ha.”
Rory laughed mockingly. “I’m curious as to who’s capable enough to poison you.”
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