Chapter 3605
Lilian distributed the medicine according to the order of the queue.
After receiving their doses, the bodyguards of the Farrell family hesitated about whether to take the medicine.
Lilian remarked, “You’re all poisoned, so why are you afraid of my medicine? This is an antidote. It will help alleviate some of the numbness in your bodies. Don’t you feel numb and uncomfortable?”
The bodyguards exchanged looks. Although they had stopped twitching, they still felt discomfort from the numbness. However, they were not as skilled as Lilian, and upon learning her identity, they were reluctant to oppose her.
This young woman was a disciple of a renowned miracle doctor and the fourth young lady of the Johnson family.
While they had never heard of the miracle doctor, the fourth young lady of the Johnson family was well-known as a formidable woman.
When the Lafayette family in Meadspring faced difficulties, Dr. Carden had come to their aid.
The Johnson family had ties to the York family, but they had not anticipated the connection was so close that the fourth young lady of the Johnson family would be involved.
Eventually, the bodyguards decided to take the medicine.
Once one person took the lead, the others followed suit.
When it was Clarissa’s turn to receive her medicine, Lilian spread her hands and said, “Mrs. Farrell, I’m sorry, but there’s no medicine left for you. I had too
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little medicine, and there are too many of you, so there wasn’t enough to go around. Who told you to be so old? It’s fine, old woman; you’ve lived long enough anyway. Just endure it, and it will pass.”
Clarissa was left speechless.
This was intentional; Lilian was clearly being
deliberation.
When Lilian mentioned that there was no medicine left, Clarissa turned to her two personal bodyguards.
They promptly handed over the small quantity of medicine that Lilian had provided.
Without exchanging pleasantries, Clarissa quickly took the medicine and swallowed it. The poison that Lilian had concocted acted swiftly, and the antidote was equally effective.
Shortly thereafter, Clarissa felt the numbness begin to fade, though it did not entirely vanish. It was manageable.
The two bodyguards who had not taken the medicine were less fortunate.
While the numbness did not cause pain, it felt as though ants were crawling beneath their skin, creating a mild itch. They could not identify the exact location of the irritation, and even when they scratched, the itch persisted.
It was quite uncomfortable.
Clarissa’s gaze fell upon Mr. Jimenez, who stood by her sister’s grave. His advanced age had diminished his once-handsome appearance in her memory.
Mr. Jimenez had his back turned to Clarissa, and she had yet to see his face after so many years apart.
With Lilian, an expert in poisons, observing closely, Clarissa remained tactful and did not move closer.
However, her eyes remained fixed on Mr. Jimenez as he slowly squatted down to gently touch the tombstone, though he refrained from touching her sister’s portrait.
It wasn’t that Mr. Jimenez didn’t want to; he felt too intimidated to do so.
In his heart, Clarissa’s sister was his entire world, and he held her in deep respect. Regardless of his feelings for the head of the family, he always honored her and would not dare to offend her in any way.
Even the act of touching the portrait on the tombstone felt like a slight against the head of the family.
He was whispering something, but Clarissa couldn’t make out the words.
All she knew was that her heart was filled with…
Bitterness lingered in her eyes; to him, she would always be known as Mr. Jimenez’s master’s younger sister. Earlier, Mr. Jimenez had walked right by her, ignoring her as she writhed on the ground. How was she lesser than her sister? Mr. Jimenez and his master engaged in conversation for a long time before he finally stood up.