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.
*
A private jet landed at the airport in the middle of the night.
Lucas 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.
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