Chapter 295


    Arabe turned the antidote she developed into pills and handed them out to her seven henchmen, one


    each


    After a while, they noticed some magical changes in their bodies


    “I can’t feel the burning pain in my body anymore, and my dizziness has lessened


    “My skin no longer itches, and I don’t have the urge to scratch”


    “I feel so much better, it’s amazing!”


    They all looked at Arabe like she was some kind of miracle doctor, their eyes filled with admiration


    and gratitude.


    Arabe tossed them the bottle of pills and said, “Take one every day for four more days. Your


    damaged skin will scab and fall off, and new skin will grow.”


    “So, we’re not going to kick the bucket?” The seven henchmen were overjoyed and wanted to get out


    of bed to thank Arabe on their knees.


    Arabe stopped them and said, “Rest up, the best way you can thank me is to get better and keep


    working for the gang”


    She tossed another bottle to Dr. Shawn, casually saying, “Give these to the rest.”


    As long as they had the antibodies, they wouldn’t get infected, even if they came into contact with virus


    X3.


    Dr. Shawn was stunned that Arabe had managed to develop an antidote in such a short time and


    deeply admired her.


    “Bess, if you decide to stick around in the triangr zone, the leader’s seat will be yours sooner or


    later, Mafia Queen.”


    Just as Arabe was about to say that wasn’t her goal, Jack came with a report: “Boss, I’ve got some


    good news and some bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”


    Arabe looked up, without hesitation, and said, “The good news.”


    “In an auction happening in an hour, a Cinnamomum tenuis will be the star of the show!”


    “The bad news?”


    “I heard there’s only one, and Mafia C wants it too.”


    Mafia Cwas the top dog in the triangr zone, and all the other gangs and powers were a bit scared of


    their reputation.


    Even the recently rising Mafia Wolf didn’t dare mess with them.


    It was rumored that the big boss behind Mafia C was someone they didn’t want to get on the wrong


    side of!


    He had unimaginable wealth and power.


    “Miss, there’s even worse news!”


    Jack swallowed hard, noticing Arabe’s face was turning sour.


    “Spit it out.” As expected, Arabe’s voice had gotten colder.


    “At a previous auction in the south of the city, a Cinnamomum tenuis was sold for 300 million.”


    Arabe was shocked.


    300 million?


    Were they robbing people?


    Jack noticed Arabe’s face was getting even worse, and he added nervously, “It’s 300 million dors. I


    heard it right! They said this auction requires a financial check, anyone with less than 10 million in their


    ount doesn’t even get in.”


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    He scratched his head and asked hesitantly, “Miss, do you still have money?”


    The money her parents gave her, plus what she earned herself, was all invested in Vi Cascada’s


    drug research.


    Right now, she only had the card her brother gave her, which only had two hundred million, which was


    obviously not enough.


    “I heard Mafia C is determined to win; they have enough money–not just 300 million, but even 3 billion


    they can afford.”


    Once the bidding started, she’d definitely be at a disadvantage.


    Jack stopped talking when he saw Arabe’s face; it was beyond grim. He swallowed and said, “Miss,


    the McMin family hasn’t paid us yet, and Shirley, I don’t think we should bother saving”


    Hisst sentence seemed to hit a nerve with Arabe. She frowned and shot him a warning look.