The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold) novel Chapter 1163

"The poison coursing through your veins was designed not to kill, but to torment. An unmistakable sign that someone didn't want you dead. Just like the sibling rivalry between Arnold and Leopold for the heir's seat at the family table or their squabbles over Aurelia. Leopold never took it to the point of no return, which proved he valued the bond of blood over petty feuds. As long as you don't provoke him, Leopold won't lay a finger on you," Lisbeth explained and Agent A was told in no uncertain terms.

Agent A brooded in silence before asking, "So you think they'll give me the antidote?"

"Probably," Lisbeth nodded, her tone casual. "But we should still have a backup plan. What if it wasn't them? What if it was Skyler's brother, Geoffrey, the one with a penchant for playing with toxins? Doesn't the AK Group have microbe experts on the payroll? Maybe it's time to give them a shout to whip up an antidote for you?"

"No need," Agent A gritted his teeth. The destruction of his base had taken the bio-lab with it, obliterating any chance of new research. Only their previously concocted poisons were left.

Lisbeth suggested, "Should I get in touch with the boss for you? Let him know what's going on so he can send in the cavalry. Lying around like this isn't helping anyone. Time is not on your side. The doctor said if you don't get the antidote within a month, your nerves are toast, and you'll be paralyzed for life."

Agent A was livid, his frustration evident as he clenched his jaw.

"Let's wait a couple of days."

He decided to stay put for the moment, waiting to see the enemy's next move.

It was clear to Lisbeth that Agent A didn't trust her to contact the boss, fearing it might expose his whereabouts.

So Agent A was left to stew in his hospital bed, wondering who would lose their cool first. After a spell of silence, an idea struck Agent A, and he commanded in a grave tone, "This afternoon, get Skyler to come here."

Once Lisbeth was gone, Skyler returned from his classes and headed straight to the hospital. Dressed to the nines in a sleek black suit, he cut a dashing figure.