"You really have a big mouth. Keep spouting this nonsense, and see if I don’t cut your tongue out."
As Daniel Hayes listened, his expression darkened, and he threatened her menacingly.
But Sunny Reed looked at him defiantly. "I do know what the antidote is," she said. "Are you still going to kill me now?"
At her words, Daniel Hayes’s expression turned completely grim.
Just then, Chloe Reed tugged on Daniel Hayes’s sleeve.
Daniel Hayes looked at her. "Chloe, what is it?"
Chloe Reed turned and walked right out of the room. Without giving Sunny Reed another glance, Daniel Hayes followed her.
Chloe Reed stood outside the room and typed on her phone.
—She doesn’t know the antidote.
Daniel Hayes read the message and paused, taken aback. "How do you know?" he asked, puzzled.
—If she knew the antidote, she wouldn’t be acting like this.
Chloe Reed showed him her phone.
Daniel Hayes considered it for a moment, then nodded. ’She’s right.’ Sunny Reed was an insatiably greedy woman. If she really knew the antidote, she would have already made a long list of demands, not acted so vague.
Chloe Reed turned and walked toward her own room.
Daniel Hayes asked, "So if she’s useless now, what are your plans for her?"
Chloe Reed didn’t react. It was only after she returned to her room that she typed out her reply: "Don’t let her wounds heal. Don’t give her a full meal. Let her live in agony!"
After reading it, Daniel Hayes nodded. "Letting her die would be letting her off too easy. A fate worse than death is the best ending for her."
With that, he turned and left the room.
Chloe Reed walked to the window. Staring out at the pitch-black night, her heart sank deeper and deeper.
She touched her throat. Her thoughts turned to Walker Grant’s condition, and she closed her eyes.
’Vera Holloway could come at any time. How many more days do I have left to live?’

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