Chapter 70 Poisoned Ties
Chapter 70 Poisoned Ties
“Mr. Gunn, Finn wouldn’t do something like that,” Shauna said firmly. <fna991> Content originallyes from FιndＮovel</fna991>
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Baron didn’t even turn around. “Then find out who did. By dawn. If there’s no answer by then-Finn, you know what happens.”
With that, he strode off, leaving a deathly silence in his wake.
Finn copsed onto the sofa, looking like he was about to cry.
“Shauna, this is a damn disaster! I’m innocent! You believe me, right?”
Shauna gave him a long, unreadable look. “If we can’t find the real culprit, you’re the most likely suspect. You know Mr. Gunn-he’d rather kill.the wrong man than let the real one escape.”
“I’m gonna die for nothing!” Finn pped himself in frustration, looking utterly miserable.
Shauna finally softened a little. “If you’ve got time to whine, use it to investigate. I’ll check with the kitchen staff- logistics are my area anyway.”
She understood something that Finn hadn’t quite grasped yet.
Natalie was Mr. Gunn’s bottom line. His reverse scale.
For her to be poisoned here—in their most secure base-was terrifying in and of itself.
And if someone could use her as a proxy to target Baron himself?
Shauna’s blood ran cold just thinking about it.
She hurried off, and Finn didn’t dare waste another second. He jumped to his feet andunched into his own investigation.
Meanwhile, behind the privacy of his bedroom door, Baron copsed to the floor the moment it shut behind him.
Blood trickled from the corner of his lips-dark and ominous.
The poison was strong.
His limbs were already going numb.
Truth be told, he had known he was poisoned from the moment he administered the antidote to Natalie.
The toxin had been applied directly to her skin-just touching her was enough to be infected.
Which meant the real target hadn’t been Natalie at all.
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It had been him.
Natalie was just the vessel.
But even knowing that, Baron had prioritized her life-had fought to detox her, had evenpleted the surgery to restore her right hand.
If he hadn’t forced himself to hold out until just now, he wouldn’t have managed to keep hisposure in front of Finn and Shauna.
Now, his limbs were paralyzed.
Driven by sheer survival instinct, he forced his shaking hand into his pocket and pulled out a candy-like pill, shoving it into his mouth.
Then he curled up on the floor as agony ripped through his body.
He rolled across the cold tile, fingers digging into his sleeve until they found a familiar metal touch-the cufflink Natalie had designed just for him.
He paused.
Natalie’s skin graft surgery still needed his hands.
He had to pull through.
His bloodshot eyes burned as cold sweat poured down his temple, soaking his sharp features. The single beauty mark by his eye looked even more striking against the sheen of pain.
Elsewhere, Jensen had waited outside the locked Hades Pharmacy for hours with no sess.
By the time night fell, there was still no trace of the Witch Doctor.
And no sign of him in the ck market either.
Hansel eyed Jensen’s increasingly grim expression. “Mr. Luke, the Witch Doctor’s movements are always unpredictable. Maybe we should head back. You don’t look well.”
He didn’t just look unwell-Jensen felt like his bones were shattering from the inside out. His entire body itched like a million ants crawling under his skin.
And he could do nothing about it.
He called Foster to ask what the person who retrieved the cufflink looked like.
But Foster stammered, saying he didn’t remember.
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A man in his early forties with no memory?
Of something that happened recently?
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Jensen found that deeply suspicious. He pressed Foster with other unrted questions-Foster answered fluently. But when it came to the person who took the cufflink, he drew aplete nk.
“Mr. Luke, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I have zero memory of that person. Can’t even recall their height or
build…”
Foster sounded frightened. Maybe he was losing his mind.
Jensen hung up, furious.
He had Hansel pull security footage from outside Foster’s home-yet there was no record of anyone entering.
It didn’t make sense.
Either the footage was tampered with-or Foster’s mind really had been wiped.
And now, with Natalie’s final design piece lost, Jensen felt a deep, consuming darkness settle over him.
Even the Witch Doctor had vanished.
For the first time, Jensen was forced to face the truth: his power wasn’t absolute.
“Keep this ce under surveince. The moment the Witch Doctor shows up-call me.”
“Yes, sir.”
Hansel quickly nodded.
Jensen’s body was giving out. He left the ck market with Hansel’s support.
Once in the car, Hansel immediately began arranging food for him.
And that was when Sharon called again.
Jensen’s brow furrowed tight.
For the first time ever-he found Sharon truly unbearable.