Super Mommy and Her Triplets

At the same time, Blaze sat beside the bed in the infirmary, quietly observing Cameron's pale and tired-looking face.

Even though the man was sound asleep, his brows remained tightly furrowed, subtly radiating a pained look.

That poison is too potent. Cameron has taken the medicine that can suppress the toxicity after he got poisoned, yet, it still can't alleviate the pain of the toxins corroding his body. With the antidote preparation process put on hold now, there's no way to proceed to the next step. Without the complete formula of the poison, we can't use medicine to counteract the toxin. Any incorrect ingredient used will lead Cameron to certain death.

After sitting by the bed for half an hour, she slowly rose from her seat, seemingly having made up her mind.

She looked down at Cameron for a few minutes, then slowly leaned over and kissed his forehead.

When she straightened herself again, the emotions lingering in her eyes before were all gone. All that was left was endless tranquility.

She grabbed the phone on the bedside table and strode out of the ward.

She knew that Kurt was not only waiting for her call but also for her to show her vulnerability, plead with him, and submit to him.

If she did not comply with Kurt's wishes, she would have to watch Cameron gradually get consumed by the toxin.

Once the toxin seeped into his heart, there would be no way to save him, not even if there was an antidote.

This matter concerned a life, especially one that was of the man she admired and pursued for so many years. There was no way she could watch him die just like that.

Hence, no matter what dirty demands Kurt raised, she would agree to them, even if it meant she had to use her body as a negotiation.

After leaving the ward, she found Kurt's number and dialed it.

He had probably also figured she would cast her dignity aside and call him.

The moment the call got through, he went straight to the point. “You want me to save him? Sure, I can. On the account that the Yablon family has taken care of me and brought me up, I won't make things difficult for him either. It's just that I've had feelings for you for the longest time. Don't you think you should also fulfill a small wish of mine?”

Blaze tightened her grip on the phone. Standing by the window sill, she silently gazed at the dark sky outside and slowly lifted the corners of her lips into a beautiful but sad smile.

“Sure, I'll do it. I'll go and find you at dawn. Send me your location.”

Kurt burst into a sinister laugh. “You'd better not try any tricks. Otherwise, I'll make sure to drag Cameron down with me, even in death.”

Blaze was enough of his nonsense and simply ended the call.

A few seconds later, Kurt texted her an address.

She stared at her phone screen for some time before glancing back at the ward door. Then, she paced toward the upper floor.

A few minutes later, she knocked on Catherine's door.

“Do you need something, Ms. Blaze?”

Blaze smiled lightly. “I know you're eagerly trying to get your hands on Fragrance Journal and Encyclopedia of Poison, Ms. Rogers. I'm pretty sure you have your way of getting the journal. As for the encyclopedia, I'll help you retrieve it. As a reward, I hope you can gift me something. I have an urgent need for it.”

Catherine narrowed her eyes.

She was aware that Cameron was poisoned.

The culprit is that traitor of the Yablon family, Kurt. And the Encyclopedia of Poison is in his hands. So...

“What would you like from me, Ms. Blaze?”

Blaze leaned in and whispered a few words into her ear.

Upon hearing that, Catherine's face drastically changed.

“Why do you want that thing? Ms. Blaze, I know you're worried about Mr. Yablon, but you can't put yourself in danger like this either. This is no different from you trading your life for another. It's too extreme.”

Blaze had a straightforward character and was not fond of beating around the bush. “Even if you don't give me this thing, I'll still go and meet Kurt, and he'll still force himself on me. Since that's so, I thought I should get something out of it, like controlling him and forcing him to hand over the antidote and the Encyclopedia of Poison. Only that way will my sacrifice be worth it.”

Catherine found herself in a state of indecision.

Seeing that, Blaze added, “The crux of this is using that thing to kill him. Ms. Rogers, do you really not want to help me?”

Catherine heaved a silent sigh. “Since you're determined to go whether I give it to you or not, I might as well give it to you. This way, perhaps, I can at least save your life.”

With that, she turned and went back into her room. Shortly after, she walked out with a white porcelain bottle in her hand.

“Put them on your body. The male parasitic worm will enter his body on its own as your bodies touch.”

Blaze received the bottle and chuckled lightly. “Thank you, Ms. Rogers. I hope what happened tonight will remain between you and me. Please keep this a secret for me. Don't let anyone else know.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Catherine saw the despair in Blaze's eyes.

She's determined to die by going to Kurt like this. As long as they get infected together, Kurt will have to die once she dies.

In other words, she hed to secrifice her own life first if she wented Kurt deed.

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Bleze tugged et the corners of her stiff lips to reveel e forced smile.

“Thenk you very much.”

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Cetherine subtly turned her heed ewey to gether her downcest emotions.

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Um...

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Cetherine's geze turned cold, end e hint of enger crossed her fece.

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