Leopold's icy eyes glinted ominously in the sunlight, "So, you plan to control Megan with poison?" Aly grin crept across Aurelia's lips, "What good is ambition when your life is in someone else's hands?" Megan dreamed of becoming the matriarch of the Stirling family, and of her son being the heir. Aurelia intended to turn those dreams into nightmares, banishing her to the deepest pits of despair.
Leopold reached out, affectionately stroking her hair, his touch laden with indulgence.
"Not a bad idea," he mused. His wife was fierce, a force to be reckoned with.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAurelia took a sip of her coffee and then stood up.
"I should pay Megan a visit at the hospital.” She was eager to witness the potency of their sinister plan.
Leopold accompanied her to the hospital.
Megan lay in the ICU, restrained to prevent self-harm or harm to the unborn child within her.
"| can't take it anymore. I'm dying." Her voice was hoarse with tears and screams, and she had never known such terror.
Donning sterile apparel, Aurelia walked in to see Megan covered in blisters, beyond recognition.
Skyler, the genius of their age, had concocted a truly formidable poison.
"You must be suffering. How does it feel to taste hell?" taunted Aurelia.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMegan's eyes, bloodshot and fierce, fixed on her, "Give me the antidote. If | die, you're coming with me." A chilling smile played on Aurelia's beautiful face, "Fear not, death doesn't scare me. | told you, if you dare to harm Kane, I'll make you wish for death. | always keep my promises." Megan had underestimated the depths of Aurelia's resolve.
"You bitch, give me the antidote, or I'll haunt you beyond the grave." Aurelia sighed heavily, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "There is no antidote. The poison will linger in your system forever. But don't worry, there's a drug to control it. Take one each month, and you won't feel a thing." Megan's face went ashen. How could she achieve her grand designs or secure her son's legacy under Aurelia's thumb? "Aurelia, | swear I'll kill you." Aurelia's cold laugh echoed, "Once your blisters burst, your body will decay, and even your parents won't recognize your corpse." She paused, then added, "By the way, the poison can cross the placenta. Without a cure, your little one won't make it. Forget about him claiming the Stirling inheritance. Maybe in another life." With a haunting laugh, Aurelia left, leaving Megan in a state of terror and rage.
"Aurelia, give me the antidote.” Later that afternoon, Leopold returned.
Megan was weak, gasping for breath.
"The antidote, give it to me." Leopold produced a small vial, the cure Aurelia had entrusted to him.
"Give me the last antibiotic, and you'll have the antidote." Gritting her teeth, Megan wheezed, "The boss has it. He knows I'm poisoned and is furious, planning to punish Aurelia severely.
He's divided the last antibiotic into six parts. Aurelia needs six more months of treatment to rid her body of the superbug.” She had her plans in place, her Plan B ready with Jewel.
A flash of rage flickered in Leopold's eyes. He had suspected Megan wouldn't part with the antibiotic easily.