The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"What?! Impossible... Impossible..."

Professor Roberts was gaping, shaking his head and clearly not expecting that to happen to George. Even as he quickly rummaged through his briefcase, Glen asked urgently, "Professor Roberts? What's happening to my father?"

"I don't know... It's the latest serum our team developed, and it should kill the parasites, but not this..."

Professor Roberts panickedly shoved a yellow tube into the syringe and shouted, "Get over here! Hold him down!"

At Professor Roberts's call, Glen quickly beckoned for the retainers encircling Frank to hold George down even as he convulsed.

"Keep him steady!" Professor Roberts shouted even as he wiped the sweat off his brow and injected the yellow serum into George.

"Urgh..." George finally turned still and stopped convulsing or foaming black blood from his mouth. "Phew..."

Professor Roberts sighed, before wheeling on Frank, glaring as he bellowed, "It's all his fault! He interfered with my treatment! Feeding a patient some unknown rubbish?! His body wouldn't have rejected medication if not for that!"

toward Frank at Professor Roberts’ accusation, and Glen even glared at

before he could give the order for his retainers to take Frank, George started

things worse, he was coughing out pieces of his own innards, and its pungent stink left everyone

“Argh!!!”

room as George clawed at his own chest, as if to kill himself just to spare himself

dumbstruck, at a loss

just stand there!”

to Professor Roberts as well, snapping under his

so stunned he kept muttering to himself, “But the yellow serum was supposed to counteract the antidote. Why is he getting even worse?

stumped at