Chapter 522: No Real Antidote

The bodyguard assigned to Susan Bowman sent Walker Grant a message. He’d discovered she had gotten very close to a middle-aged woman.

The woman lived in the nearby countryside, and her small yard was filled with all sorts of strange plants.

The bodyguard picked some of the leaves and had them tested, discovering they were all medicinal herbs.

Walker Grant’s eyes darkened. He ordered Dylan Finch, "Take some men and bring her here directly."

"Yes."

Dylan Finch nodded and turned to leave.

The middle-aged woman’s name was Rhonda Lowe. When she was brought in, she was trembling from head to toe, looking exceptionally frightened and timid.

Dylan Finch said, "Mr. Grant, we’ve already interrogated her. She’s the one who created the poison, but there’s currently no antidote for the one Sunny Reed has."

Walker Grant’s expression instantly darkened. "Why is there no antidote?"

"That’s my latest creation. I haven’t developed the antidote

grew heavy. Rhonda Lowe trembled in fear and stammered, "I...

Grant stared at her coldly.

antidote for you. The worst that can happen is I go to jail. I’m all alone anyway, so I have nothing

Grant asked in a cold voice, "How long will it take

Lowe smirked. "So you

"Spit it out! How long will it

Lowe flinched in fear, her smirk vanishing. She said, "It’ll take ten days, maybe

Grant said, "Watch her. Don’t let

"Yes."

away, Rhonda Lowe didn’t forget to shout a reminder, "Don’t forget my five

She never finished elementary school, but she can identify a vast number of medicinal herbs. She claims she started researching poisons to kill rats and bugs. Later,

did Susan Bowman meet her?" Walker Grant asked

house and stopped to rest for a bit. She found out about the poisons while they were chatting and ended up buying a large quantity

colder, and a chilling aura

Bowman has on

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