The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Are.... Are you sure there won't be any issues from increasing the dosage by five folds?" Clarice picked up the pill, feeling a tinge of unease.

Although she despised Jace, she had to admit he was exceptionally skilled and capable.

Especially with the shortage of capable help, having him around would undoubtedly yield twice the results with half the effort. So, she couldn't help but ask further.

"It won't kill him, but it won't feel good either. Still, the effects are only temporary."

Grant's gentle face twisted into a cold and cruel smile. He spoke with a lazy tone, "At first, his adrenaline will surge wildly after taking it. He'll experience extreme mental exhilaration, and every muscle in his body will tighten. It will be both painful and

pleasurable. Then, it will gradually calm down, but after that, he will never be able to live without this substance."

Clarice understood Grant's intention immediately. He intended to control Jace completely through addiction.

"Jace isn't truly on our side. He's only serving me now because he lost his memories due to his severe injuries and the sedative drugs that temporarily suppressed his nervous system."

Grant's gaze turned abyssal. "But those who sleep will eventually awaken. Tonight, when he suddenly lashed out at you, it might be a sign of that awakening. To prevent any unexpected outcomes, the most effective method is to make him utterly dependent on this addiction, don't you agree?"

surged through Clarice's

deeply involved in Grant's business ventures, even participating in the development of new drugs at RC Biotech Research Center. She knew all too well what would happen to someone after taking

what if Jace has a strong adverse reaction to the

of accordingly," Grant replied with a

a chill run up her

she did not understand that she was on the same boat as Jace until

down the police seals and ordered his men to forcefully break

did

daybreak, the group searched the entire

stubbornly walked

how Drew had hung up without a word after

him act so decisively. He probably

been searching when Ian suddenly shouted, "Mr. Salvador! Ms. Thompson! Look,

rushed forward, finding droplets of blood trailing off