Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 498

Beneath the fiery red gown, her long, slender legs were strikingly eye-catching.

With one kick, she struck Isabella’s wrist just as her hand was about to touch Hank.

Isabella felt a sharp jolt of pain in her wrist, and the momentum sent her sprawling onto the ground.

Without a second glance at them, Serena knelt down, took Mr. Hank’s hand, and checked his pulse.

“Serena!”

Isabella and Karen pushed themselves up from the floor, glaring at Serena, their chests heaving with fury.

Karen’s eyes were practically shooting fire. “Serena, do you know who that is? That’s the international financial titan, Mr. Hank! Are you really going to use some unverified fringe medicine you picked up in the sticks on him?”

Seeing Serena steal Mr. Hank away from them—stealing their one chance to turn the tables—made their faces turn exceptionally ugly.

The two of them scrambled up from the ground and tried to rush toward Serena again.

But the moment they moved…

A tall, imposing figure stepped in front of Serena.

The man stood there, tall and slender, one hand casually tucked in his pocket.

He didn’t need to say a word.

His noble aura was undeniable.

Isabella and Karen’s expressions shifted, and their voices trembled. “Nicholas…” / “Nicholas…”

Nicholas’s cool gaze swept over them indifferently.

Then, he turned his head slightly, his voice calm. “Serena, what do you need?”

His protective stance was unmistakable.

It was a sight that made Isabella’s eyes burn with jealousy.

While quickly examining him, Serena pressed her fingers lightly on Hank’s body. Her voice was steady. “My bag. Also, keep the air circulating. Everyone, back up six feet.”

Brianna immediately and cleverly brought Serena’s canvas bag over, even crouching beside her. “Serena, is there anything I can do to help?”

The moment Serena’s actions ceased…

Hank’s violent convulsions visibly stopped, and even his bluish-purple complexion began to recede.

Old Mr. Blackwood, leaning on his cane nearby, watched Hank’s condition stabilize and slowly let out a breath. “Serena, is… is he all better now?”

“I’ve only stabilized him for now. His life isn’t in danger,” Serena replied as she opened the small wooden box.

Inside the box were eight porcelain vials, neatly arranged.

With a flick of her slender fingers, she took out a few vials and poured out different colored powders, grinding them together.

In just a few dozen seconds…

Three fragrant, emerald-green pills were formed.

She pried open Hank’s mouth, about to place a pill under his tongue.

Karen’s voice, sharp with urgency, cut through the air. “Serena, you’re not really going to feed Mr. Hank that sketchy, unlabeled stuff, are you? Have you lost your mind?”