Chapter 818

Marcus carefully surveyed his surroundings before responding. Freyja set down Claudia’s medication

and exited the room.

“I was poisoned by an herb indigenous to the island. The poison is rather potent, and an antidote has

yet to be formulated. I’ve enlisted the island’s researchers to develop one,” Marcus confided, placing

his trust in his grandmother wholeheartedly.

“What transpired? How did you become poisoned by an island herb when you haven’t even been

there?”

Upon learning that Marcus was the victim of poisoning, Claudia’s concern and confusion deepened.

“They coated the blade with poison, and I happened to get injured from it,” Marcus revealed, revealing

the disturbing circumstances.

Claudia’s brow furrowed deeply. This type of herb exclusively grew on the island, indicating that those

responsible for Marcus’ poisoning were somehow Linked to Raven Island. Just as the Aisha situation

seemed to be resolved, another threat emerged. The veil of tranquility surrounding the Thomas family

concealed a multitude of perils.

“Then why don’t you seem to be in pain?”

Claudia was perplexed by Marcus’ apparent Lack of discomfort. According to the information she had

received, the wound inflicted by the poisoned blade would be excruciatingly painful.

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“I was administered a specific medication that temporarily numbs the pain,” Marcus explained.

“What? The composition of that medication is quite aggressive and detrimental to your health,” Claudia

responded with concern.

Marcus remained silent.

As soon as the words left Claudia’s mouth, she regretted it. She knew that Marcus had Little choice in

the matter.

“In the coming days, you should rest more. When the effects of the medication wear off, the pain from

the wound will Likely be severe.”

Marcus advised, “Keep this matter secret and continue developing the antidote discreetly on the

island.”

“I understand. Don’t worry,” Claudia assured him.

Nonetheless, Claudia’s expression remained grave as she watched him. “Make sure you take your

medicine. Don’t worry about me, Grandma,“

Marcus said before turning away and leaving.

Claudia sipped her medicine, her worry for him palpable. How could she not be concerned? If an

antidote couldn’t be formulated in time, the wound might become infected and pose a dire threat to

Marcus’ life.

As Marcus exited the room, he noticed that Leon was still seated on the sofa in the living room. He had

assumed that Leon had already left.

Upon hearing the footsteps behind him, Leon rose to his feet, casting a gaze at Marcus before

following him out of the house.

Marcus was about to enter his car and depart.

“Fiona wasn’t the person I’ve been seeking. She was an imposter.” Marcus closed the car door and

turned back to face Leon