Chapter 1162
Chapter 1162
Luckily, they hadn't caught on to Agent A’s trick, or else he would be pushing up daisies by now.
The Stirling family was undoubtedly a cold-blooded bunch. No ounce of brotherly love could stop them
from turning on their blood.
Aurelia cracked a sly grin. “How’s Raines holding up today?”
Agent A couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Her care was as fake as a crocodile’s tears. Trouble was
brewing, no doubt about it.
“You see the shape I’m in. Do I look okay to you?”
“Don’t fret, Raines,” Aurelia soothed, “We’re not going to just stand by. We’ve got the best minds at the
Institute of BioResearch working overtime on an antidote. One way or another, we’ll find a way to pull
you through.”
Agent A would eat his hat if that were true.
As cunning as a snake, Aurelia was essentially a living Siren.
“So, you’re going to save me?”
“Absolutely,” Aurelia replied. “The Stirling family creed is to protect our own. Anyone who so much as
thinks about crossing us will have hell to pay.”
Agent A chuckled cynically. If the king wanted a duke dead, who was going to challenge the king?
“What if the culprit is one of our own?”
“Then we follow the family code. Exile for the minor offenders or a one-way ticket to the gallows for the
worst. We keep our house clean.”
“If it's Fredric looking to settle a score with me?” Agent A didn’t mention Leopold by name, but if he
could drag Fredric into the light, Leopold wouldn’t be far behind.
Aurelia spoke with infuriating calm. “We’ve caught the chef who laced the hot chocolates. He turns out
to be one of the AK Group, hiding out in Elysium. We’ve handed him over to Interpol, and he’ll be
extradited to Country Verdecalma to face the music.”
Agent A clenched his jaw. He knew the poison wasn’t the work of AK Group. This was a scapegoat
play, a massive anvil dropped right on his head, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
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“Your word against mine,” he shot back.
“You know, Raines, it’s not like you to be this way. When you were suspected of poisoning, we believed
your story. Now you’re doubting your brother and playing right into the hands of anyone wanting to see
us turn on each other.”
Her words lodged in Agent A’s throat like a bone, neither to be swallowed nor spat out, choking him
with frustration.
Agent A was seething with rage. He had been too complacent this time and was tricked by a bunch of
greenhorns.
“I’d hate to see our siblings turn against each other. Dad’s gone, and the four of us should be looking
out for each other, not at each other's throats.”
Not long after Aurelia left, Lisbeth came in.
A cold gleam flickered in Agent A’s eyes. There was no such poison in AK Group, or he would have
had the antidote by now.
“There’s still a chance the poison wasn’t concocted by Skyler. Maybe he just played a part in the
scheme, drawing fire away from Geoffrey who’s now holding the bag.” New chаpter avąilable on
After all, Skyler wasn’t the only one in the world who could concoct poison.
Agent A snorted. “Poison me and then offer a cure? Are they that charitable?”
“If they are behind it, it’s probably just to slap your wrist. As long as your cover isn’t blown, I doubt
they’d want you dead.”