Chapter 1123 There was no meaning to this project if it took three months.
The only antidote was Guy, yet the Grangers were forcing her to...
Charmine inhaled deeply as she tried to ease the hefty weight that burdened her inwardly.
Suddenly, she made a decision as she said to Uncle Sam, "Let's do the research together. Maybe I can find something with my gift." "Oh, of course! How could I have forgotten about you? You're highly accomplished, and it'll be ideal if you have a breakthrough!" Uncle Sam's eyes lit up. He quickly pulled Charmine into the office to work.
From analyzing the toxin to weighing the liquid and the blood components of Guy's blood, they went through the procedures again.
The night grew dark as the moon made it high above the tree.
That midnight, Uncle Sam fell asleep on the sofa while Charmine continued the research.
They had tried all ways with no progress.
She even used the latest technology to mix the toxin with Guy's to find out all of its components, but she came out empty-handed in the end.
Looking at the messy and clueless results, Charmine felt disheartened for the first time.
She massaged her temples and walked out. She saw William laying on the small bed with a pale complexion while Uncle Sam laid on the small sofa, seemingly all worn out. 1 Both of them tried so hard to find an antidote for her.
However, no progress was made and they got nothing in return. It seemed that all their efforts had gone to waste.
Charmine walked over gently. She helped Uncle Sam to lay on the sofa and covered him in a blanket before leaving the laboratory.
The chilly breeze blew, causing her face to ache with the coldness.
She pulled up her jacket and, getting into the car and starting it, drove aimlessly.
She thought of running the test with Uncle Sam again in hopes of finding a breakthrough. Nothing fruitful came out, however, and it was time to give up-
They would just be overworked for her sake, anyway. It was not worth it.
She took out her phone to make a call and saw that there were no missed calls.
Anthony did not contact her, and that meant he was still out and not home yet. He had not realized that she was not home.
It would not be ideal if this problem prolonged-whether it regarded the Jordans, the Baileys, or even William After she deliberated her thoughts, Charmine pulled over by the side and phoned Grandma Granger. "I can send Guy home, but everyone there has to take care of him. He'd be against this if he finds out.â
The already sleeping Grandma Granger was sleeping shot up from the call, all hints of drowsiness flying out the window in disbelief. "What did you say? You agreed to send Guy home?" 'Yes. In three hours, Iâll send him to the Granger mansion, so youâll all sort out the rest. My suggestion is to send him out to live with his parents for some time."
Guy, should he ever find out, would do anything to come back if he knew, but it would be difficult for him to return once he was sent away.
Grandma Granger nodded happily. "Okay, I'll make the arrangement right away! Right away! What about you? How's your illness? Why don't you leave with Guy? I'll help you fix the matter with Jordan Group. The Grangers will make it upto you-â
"Grandma Granger, the moment you attacked the Jordan Group, weâre no longer acquaintances, and there's not a chance for me to ever become your granddaughter-in-law. You only have to arrange to pick up Guy and make sure the Association stops attacking the Jordan Group," Charmine scoffed coldly. 2 As for her illness, well, she had something else in mind...