Chapter 1418: Chapter 1418

Chapter 1418:

Lucius’ eyes narrowed, suspicion evident.

“What are you planning?”

Harlee turned her head slightly, letting out a chuckle that carried a hint of mockery. Her voice became razor-sharp, her words slicing through the tension.

“If I had any malicious plans, the moment you set foot on the island, you and your men would’ve been completely surrounded. There’d be no need for this charade, would there? But since you trust the strength of your own poison, rest easy. Until I get that antidote, I’ll do whatever you say.”

After taunting him, Harlee reassured him, “I can show you where Nicola used to live tonight. Tomorrow morning, we can visit her tomb to offer our respects.”

She paused, her lips curling into a smirk that held an edge.

“I hope you’re prepared for what you’ll see.”

Lucius, his voice cold as steel, grabbed her wrist.

“What do you mean by that?”

Harlee yanked her hand free with a flick of her wrist, her smile never faltering. It was the kind of smile that hid a thousand meanings.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” she replied simply.

Her eyes darted to Rhys, her expression softening as she silently checked his reaction to Lucius’ rudeness. Finding no obvious signs of distress, she exhaled a long, quiet sigh of relief. Turning to Thiago, she commanded, “Take us to Nicola’s old place.”

Harlee had made her plan clear, and Thiago played along without raising Lucius’ suspicion.

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The group trudged through the dense foliage, with Thiago leading them along a narrow, uneven path to prevent Lucius from spotting any important buildings on the island. The terrain was unforgiving, with roots and branches clawing at their legs like unseen hands. The dense forest surrounded them on all sides.

After nearly half an hour of walking, a run-down wooden house slowly came into view. Lucius glanced at it and moved forward, his steps stiff with tension. Then, he froze. How could this be? How could Nicola have once lived in such a place?

Harlee spoke up, breaking the silence.

“Oh, right, I forgot to mention. After the Bloodthirstiness Pill was forced down Nicola’s throat, she never left this island. And, of course, no one came to see her either.”

Harlee didn’t give Lucius a specific timeline, intentionally leaving out details to make him assume that Nicola hadn’t returned to honor her promise to him because she couldn’t control herself after taking the pill.

Seeing the shock and despair cross Lucius’ face, Harlee added nonchalantly, “You must be pretty familiar with the Bloodthirstiness Pill, right? Want me to fill in the gaps?”

Lucius stood frozen, his face changing as he processed her words. At her question, his eyes flickered toward her, a sharp pain clawing at his heart like a beast tearing him apart. Of course, he knew about the Bloodthirstiness Pill.

Lucius had bought up a large quantity of the pills, planning to use them on the Green and Sanderson families once his scheme came to fruition. To think that Nicola’s death was tied to those very pills. So, that was why she never returned… That had to be the reason! Nathaniel must have been lying out of jealousy, or maybe he hadn’t even realized Nicola had died from the Bloodthirstiness Pill.

Harlee studied Lucius’ face closely, hoping to catch any hint of weakness. But Lucius, ever the strategist, kept his emotions in check, his face an impenetrable mask.

She was preparing to strike again, but before she could speak, Lucius interrupted.

“I need to be alone here tonight.”

“Aren’t you worried I’ll just slip away?” Harlee shot back.

Lucius smirked, his voice low but casual.

“Go ahead and tell them I’ve poisoned you, but make sure you’re ready to watch your baby die.”

His words were laced with menace, though his tone remained surprisingly calm.

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