Chapter 1671: The Antidote Is With Me
You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1671: The Antidote is with Me
How is that possible?
Even within the warlord faction, few people knew about his poisoning.
Those who were close to him knew even less.
After being in a coma for ten years, how could Athena, who had just
awakened, know about it?
Unless... she was involved.
Luther narrowed his eyes, reflecting a dangerous glint.
Since Athena could have schemed to take Iris away, she could have
been involved in other things as well.
Moreover, since she knew about the poison and the antidote, it meant
she must have had contact with Otis. The fact that this woman had
dealings with someone as sinister as Otis was extremely terrifying.
He took two steps forward, approaching Athena, his eyes filled with
coldness.
"What is your relationship with Otis?" He asked directly without wasting
any words.
Athena smiled, pouting her lips slightly, making herself look more
tempting.
"What do you think?" she replied.
Luther's eyes became even more dangerous, and he searched his
memory for clues. Suddenly, he remembered that Anderson had
mentioned that there was a woman who was involved in his kidnapping
by a third party. Based on Anderson's description of the woman's
appearance and temperament, he had briefly thought of Athena at the
time, but he immediately dismissed the idea. He never thought that
Athena was still alive and had the possibility of being involved in this.
How could a woman who had been dead for ten years come back and
cause trouble?
He never thought about it.
At the time, he judged that the third party who collaborated with Otis
must have come from abroad because if it was from within the country,
he would have been able to find some trace of it. The fact that they
could hide so seamlessly meant that they were skilled.
He knew that Athena's family was from Rohomes.
Everything suddenly made sense.
Joyce and Karl had always suspected that the third party was related to
Rohomes. Otis had intended to escape to Rohomes, and the
Blackhawk Helicopter had flown into Rohomes' airspace. Joyce couldn't
track them anymore.
Everything now pointed to the woman in front of him, Athena!
Luther suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Athena's wrist,
squeezing it so hard that he almost broke her wrist bones.
âIt was you. You sent someone to kidnap Andres?! It was you! Damn it!"
He was almost raging, and the veins on his forehead were exposed,
unable to control his anger.
There were guards all around Athena, all from Rohomes.
They surrounded Athena when they saw her being threatened, but they
didn't dare to touch Luther. They all pulled out their guns and pointed
them at Luther, shouting, "Donât move, Miss Athena!"
Luther was not moved at all by the dozen guns pointed at him.
âYou're insane. How could you harm a child?" He was getting more and
more scared. If it weren't for Anderson's quick thinking, he wouldn't
have been able to escape. With Athena's paranoid and crazy
personality, who knows what terrible things she could have done! This
woman could do anything crazy, and he had seen it with his own eyes!
At this moment, Athena was in extreme pain, and her wrist hurt where
Luther was squeezing her. The pain in her wrist was now spreading to
her shoulder, tearing at her, making her lips turn white, her teeth
chattering, but she still endured it.
From the extreme pain, she even felt a little pleasure.
Love and pain always coexisted.
He used to disdain letting her suffer before.
She forced a smile, her long hair falling, and the small cherry blossom
petals scattered with it.
"Hehe, Brother Luther. You're finally so close to me. You're holding my
wrist, can you feel my heartbeat, beating violently for you? I've waited
for you for so many years, ten years? Twenty years?" she greedily
looked at his handsome face, wanting to immediately throw herself into
his arms, lying under him, she wanted him, she was going crazy.
"Get away." Luther disgustingly shook off her wrist. If it weren't for her
knowing the whereabouts of Iris, he wouldn't have spared her even if
she died a hundred times.
At this moment, perhaps because his emotions were too agitated.
Suddenly, a warm, wet feeling slid down from his nose, sticky and
slimy.
He had experience with this, knowing it was a nosebleed. Although he
didn't want Athena to see it, it was too late. He reached out to wipe it
away, and the blood stained his hand, looking particularly glaring.
Athena stared at him, a cold smile appearing on her face. "Brother
Luther, you've been poisoned. This kind of poison is specially made
within the warlord faction. At the beginning, there would be no reaction,
and the toxicity would not be detected. As time goes by, it slowly
penetrates the body. At first, it would cause nosebleeds, then bleeding
from the ears, and then the eyes... finally, bleeding from all seven
orifices until death..."
Luther remained calm and wiped away the bloodstains with a tissue.
He knew what was happening, but hearing Athena say it made him
realize that she must know something.
Athena pushed her wheelchair closer to him and looked at him with
black eyes full of tenderness and concern. She reached out and held
his hand. "Brother Luther, don't worry. I can't bear to see you die. The
antidote is with me. Otis gave it to me. I will save you, and only I can
save you."
Luther stared at her, shocked to the core.
The antidote was in Athena's hands?
Otis had given the antidote to Athena, which was unbelievable. He
didn't know what methods Athena had used to get the antidote, but
judging from her expression at the moment, he knew she was telling
the truth.
Seeing that Luther didn't speak, Athena thought he had softened and
leaned closer to him, her face against his arm, murmuring.
"Brother Luther, this poison is a chronic poison that won't kill you
immediately. Don't worry; I will take good care of the antidote. There
are five pills in total, take one every two months, and after ten months,
you will be completely detoxified.â
Luther's mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't digest what she said. He
was too shocked and even forgot to push her away.
Athena held his arm, savoring his scent, her face intoxicated. She felt
that this man would soon belong to her, and her whole body was on
fire, ready to boil over.
For a full ten months, he would be under her control, letting her
manipulate him as she pleased. Ten months, was she still afraid she
wouldn't win his heart? A smile played at the corners of her lips.
She became bolder, rubbing herself against him and touching his hard
body. "Brother Luther, as long as you stay with me from now on, I'll give
you one antidote every two months.â She stroked his firm body, looking
infatuated. âThat bitch, Joyce, what does she have? Leave her, and I'll
give you anything you want. I can even give you a child. How many do
you want? I'll give birth to as many as you want. Brother Luther, stay
with me tonight, and I'll give you one immediately. You've been
poisoned for a while; you need the antidote...â