Carter was sitting in the living room awaiting Shirley’s return.
The tea in his teacup was almost finished, and Shirley was still not back.
Carter pondered, feeling that something was amiss.
He called Shirley. The call got through, but no one answered the phone.
Shirley always answered his call.
Carter opened a location application on his phone and quickly found the location of Shirley’s phone.
He noticed that the location of Shirley’s phone was near the villa, but it remained stationary on the spot, unmoving.
Without hesitation, Carter rose and walked to the garage. He then got into his car and went to the street near the manor following the location indicated on his phone.
Before he had arrived, Carter could see from afar that Shirley’s car had crashed into the railing, white fumes still rising out of her car hood.
Carter’s eyes darkened. He quickly got out of the car and strode toward the door of the driver’s seat.
In that second, he had no idea how much fear and anxiety he had in his heart.
“Shirley!”
Carter yelled at the driver’s seat, his voice trembling.
When there was no response, Carter felt his heart and body went cold.
He got a closer look and realized that there was no one in the car; only Shirley’s phone glowed on the phone stand.
Carter felt less uneasy now.
He swiftly observed the surroundings and noticed a dent on the side of Shirley’s car, suggesting a collision.
‘Was it an accident?
‘No.
‘If this was merely an accident, why would Shirley disappear along with the culprit?’
The more Carter thought about this, the fishier it seemed. He wanted to retrieve the security footage for this place, but there would be obstacles.
This was not St. Piaf. No one would give him the green light for his actions, and he certainly could not act recklessly here.
Even though Carter felt anxious, he could only adhere to the standard procedures and make a police report, letting the traffic police deal with this.
It was already past dinner time, and the food served on the dining table had already turned cold.
Carter had sat at the dining table for a very long time, but there was still no news from the traffic police.
No one knew what he was worried about. Even he was a little confused. It seemed that Shirley had an immensely important position in his heart.
However, he did not want Shirley to remain in this position. Not at all.
He hoped to hate her, to exact vengeance on her for leaving him years ago.
In a dark underground garage with no source of light, Shirley awoke as a pail of cold water was poured over her.
She opened her eyes. She thought she heard a loud crashing sound in her mind, then recalled what had happened before she fell unconscious.
“Awake?”
There was completely no emotion in Kendrick’s cold voice.
Startled, Shirley lifted her head.
A ray of the chrome yellow incandescent light illuminated Kendrick’s handsome face and his firm features.
He wore a black coat and was sitting on an old chair near her, his presence emitting an intimidating chill.
Through the transom, a ray of moonlight cast into the room and fell exactly onto his alluring, bottomless eyes, reflecting a cold, silver glint in his deep gaze.
Shirley suddenly felt her body turning frigid as the terrifying chill, much colder than the biting winds of winter outside, enveloped her inch by inch.
“Kendrick, what are you trying to do?” Shirley asked directly. “Are you trying to get the anti-toxoid reagent for Eveline?”
Kendrick coldly stared at Shirley. “Will you give it to me if I ask for it?”
He chuckled softly as he asked rhetorically. “That was my initial idea, but I’ve changed my mind now.”
As he spoke, he suddenly lifted his right hand, shaking an object between his long and thin fingers.
“Do you recognize this?”
In the silence that followed, Shirley turned her gaze toward Kendrick’s hand.
When she saw the object in Kendrick’s hand, her expression evidently changed.
Kendrick stood, his tall and straight figure casting a dark shadow over Shirley who laid on the ground, unable to get up.
“I’m guessing that you know exactly what this is?” Kendrick slowly squatted and gently opened the syringe in his hand.
“Give someone a dose of their own medicine,” Kendrick said as he grabbed Shirley’s arm, not giving Shirley any chance to resist, then injected the anti-toxoid test reagent directly into Shirley’s vein.
Shirley frowned in pain, her eyes widening at the same time.
She could only watch as Kendrick proficiently injected the cold liquid into her veins. At that moment, she felt as if all the cells in her body were frozen.
“Hiss.”
This was the new type of poison that she developed. The AXT69. She had developed this to deal with Niamh.
However, she had not expected that the extra samples would be used on her own body in the end.
Seeing the change of emotions on Shirley’s face, Kendrick felt a hint of satisfaction within him upon exacting his vengeance.
“Now, do you now know how someone feels when they’re injected with this twisted thing which you developed?”
Kendrick mercilessly grabbed Shirley’s collar and questioned, “I won’t bother pursuing the matter of the torture and hardships I’d suffered, but now you’re using this poison on my wife. Shirley, you’re certainly vicious. Adam’s such a kind person. How did he end up with a sister like you?”
Kendrick then pushed Shirley away.
Shirley laid on the cold, hard ground, her head in a daze. The poison that had been injected into her veins was spreading inch by inch. The bone-piercing cold was completely different from what Niamh had originally experienced.
Niamh’s poison had been mixed in the red wine. To prevent her from discovering it, the poison had been colorless and tasteless.
That was how she had been able to fool Niamh into drinking the red wine.
Meanwhile, she had another use for this vial of anti-toxoid test reagent.
This was meant for an emergency, to prevent anything unexpected from happening.
However, she had not used this vial of anti-toxoid test reagent, so she always kept it in her bag with her. She had not expected that the syringe would be used on her now.
‘Was this karma?’
Shirley wondered sarcastically as she lifted her trembling hands to hug herself.
However, this would not provide any warmth. Direct injection would be far more torturous and painful than simply swallowing the poison.
“Hiss…”
She let out a grunt of pain.
Kendrick looked down on Shirley, enjoying her torment.
He did not have a single ounce of sympathy for the vicious woman who kept harming others.
One had to bear in mind, Shirley was only bearing a fraction of what Kendrick and Niamh had to bear.
Since he could not obtain the anti-toxoid test reagent to cure Niamh, he would just have to let Shirley share the same experience. Let her feel how twisted the poison she developed was!
Kendrick turned and picked up the pail of cold water, which had not been used up, then poured it on Shirley’s face.
Shirley moved her head, trying to avoid it, but her entire body was sluggish.
She trembled all over, and her mind was a mess.
“Are you cold? In a lot of pain? It even feels like you can’t breathe now, huh?” Kendrick asked, sneering.
The sight of Shirley’s face, which was gradually turning pale, brought him only joy.
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