Chapter 1177
Chapter 1177
When Skyler stormed back into the Stirling Mansion, he was fuming.
"Skyler, did the plan tank? That wasn't Geoffrey who showed up, was it?"
Skyler just nodded, "That faker tried to slip me some Truth Serum to make me spill the beans. As if I'd
fall for that. Me, the King of Toxins, poisoned? Not a chance."
He stood with his hands on his hips, pacing back and forth in frustration.
William clapped him on the shoulder. "I figured Geoffrey wouldn't show his face. He's just a sewer rat,
stirring up trouble from the shadows. He doesn't have the guts to come out in the open."
Kane stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Of course, he can't afford to. Once his cover's blown, he can't hide
anymore."
"We need to cook up a new plan," said William.
Skyler's eyes, round and bright, flickered with a new idea. "I'll pay a visit to Raines tomorrow."
At the sanatorium. The servant had just finished changing Agent A's diaper, and he pursed his lips in
disgust.
Agent A was livid. "You looking to dig your grave?"
The servant shrank back and scurried out the door. Even a paralyzed lord still hold some power. The
servant didn't dare cross him.
Agent A was on the brink of madness, each day dragging on like an eternity. And the worst part? It had
been weeks with no word on his antidote.
Then Skyler walked in.
"Raines, I came to see you and brought your favorite apple pie."
The scent alone was enough to make Agent A gag.
"I'm not in the mood for apple pie right now. Take it away."
Skyler cocked his head, a puzzled look on his face. "That's strange. You used to wolf down apple pie
like there was no tomorrow. What happened?"
Agent A was speechless. "I'm not in the mood for anything."
"I'm not feeling too hot, either." Skyler grabbed a stool and sat down next to him.
"Let me tell you a secret. My aunt is sick, knocking on death's door sick. I finally got a lead on her
whereabouts and wanted to tell Geoffrey so he could save her, but he was a no-show and sent a decoy
to fool me instead. How could I hand over such crucial information to a fake? No way I'm spilling unless
I see the real Geoffrey. Honestly, Geoffrey doesn't care about her. He's nothing but an ingrate."
Agent A twitched his mouth slightly. "Your aunt's that close to kicking the bucket?"
Skyler twisted his face with disdain. "Pity Geoffrey is a coward, too chicken to show his face, let alone
save her. Ah well, she'll just have to wait out her days on that speck of land. Poor thing."
Agent A clenched his molars. "Geoffrey is your aunt's kid and your twin brother for crying out loud.
Doesn't that make you her kid too? Why don't you save her?"
"I got no boat, no crew, no cash. How am I supposed to save her?" Skyler spread his hands helplessly. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.
"Plus, I've got zero sailing experience. That place is treacherous. I could end up fish food. I'm not about
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Agent A scoffed. "Without her, you wouldn't even be here. She brought you into this world, you owe
her."