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    ording to the information Harlee had provided, there was no known cure for the “Bloodthirstiness Pill.” Victims were doomed to sumb, suffering without reprieve.


    Harlee caught a key detail amid Brenton’s words. Nic? If it was her, then the poisoning seemed usible.


    Harlee mulled over the idea of sending Tonya to check on Nic.


    Although she felt no emotional attachment to Nic, blood ties still mattered.


    However, she hesitated, wary of exposing Tonya’s medical skills to someone unfamiliar.


    While Harlee grappled with indecision, Brenton’s anger had already subsided.


    He sinctly recounted how Nic, after being poisoned, had exiled herself to the ind to protect others. Then, he mentioned Fleming’s visit there.


    To provide rity, Brenton retrieved his chat history with Fleming.


    “This is what Fleming uncovered while on the ind.


    Harlee, you’re sharp.


    Do you think it’s possible to find a cure for the ‘Bloodthirstiness Pill’?”


    Despite his doubts about the existence of a cure, Brenton held onto a sliver of hope, desperate to save Nic from her grim situation.


    Harlee didn’t respond immediately. She took Brenton’s phone and began scrolling through the messages.


    Fleming had stayed on the ind for a week but had only managed limited contact with Nic. Most of the time, Nic had been feral, driven by instinct alone.


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    Each attempt Fleming made to approach her resulted in Nic turning violent, attacking without hesitation.


    By the end of his stay, Fleming had learned about the “Bloodthirstiness Pill” and its effects, but nothing more.


    Harlee’s thoughts stirred. She decided Tonya should investigate, though she kept her intentions partially concealed from Brenton.


    “There’s no known cure for the ‘Bloodthirstiness Pill,’ but I’ll have someone look into it. There might still be a solution,” Harlee said.


    Brenton’s expression lifted.


    “Even a slim possibility is something to hold onto.”


    Harlee cautioned, “Don’t get your hopes up too much. I’m not certain about Nic’s current state.”


    Brenton acknowledged this with a solemn nod, sipping his coffee.


    “Better than nothing.


    At least it’s better than what Fleming had found…” he murmured.


    Fleming’s observation had provided no help at all.


    Harlee had previously asked Tonya to investigate Nic’s condition, understanding Nic’s importance to the Sanderson family.


    Brenton’s somber mood didn’t surprise her.


    He continued, “Before you forward this document to me, all we knew about the ‘Bloodthirstiness Pill’ came from Nic herself. So, Harlee, if there’s any way to help, I’m begging you. Nic has already sacrificed so much.”


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