May Morgan gave a self-deprecating smile, thinking of her grandmother who had died tragically, and her current situation being hard by lanie Morgan. Her eyes welled up: "She deserves all of this, it’s her own doing, no one else to bla."
"What should we do with this woman? Send her to the hospital?" Before going downstairs, Victor Grant glanced at the blood-covered lanie Morgan and asked for May Morgan’s opinion.
May Morgan walked downstairs without looking back: "A murderer wants to be sent to the hospital? Send her to the police station, you idiot!"
"Right, I forgot she has a murder case on her." Victor Grant scratched his head as he followed May Morgan downstairs, simultaneously instructing his subordinates to arrest lanie Morgan and transport her to the nearby police station to turn herself in.
Vincent Vance had already been placed on the sofa on the first floor by Victor Grant’s n, yet despite the commotion in the Morgan Family, he still didn’t wake up.
May Morgan sat beside Vincent Vance with so concern, softly calling to him: "Vincent, wake up? It’s May?"
However, after calling Vincent several tis, there was still no response, making May Morgan a bit panicked. lanie now knew so Poisonous Insect Technique, and she was truly afraid that Vincent’s coma was caused by lanie using the technique.
If lanie really did use the Poisonous Insect Technique on Vincent to make him comatose, then he would need lanie to wake up again.
Just as lanie was being dragged by Victor Grant’s subordinates from the second floor to be taken to the police station, May Morgan grabbed lanie, and sternly questioned her: "I ask you, what exactly did you feed Vincent, why hasn’t he woken up yet?"
lanie, her face covered in blood, looked at May Morgan with a wicked grin, looking just like a ghost.
"You want to know? I won’t tell you. If I die, I’ll take Vincent to the grave with , hahahaha..."
lanie’s proud voice echoed in the spacious living room, sending chills down people’s spines.
Victor Grant, being hot-tempered and hating threats the most, suddenly grabbed the front of lanie’s clothes, gritting his teeth and threatening her: "Are you going to say it or not? If not, I’ll peel your skin alive right now."
"Co on then? My appearance is already ruined by you all, what do I have left to care about? If you have the guts, kill , and once you do, Vincent will never wake up again. Hahaha, without food or drink, let’s see how many days he lasts? Soon, I’ll have company in the depths of hell."
"Slap!" May Morgan suddenly slapped lanie across the face, silencing her arrogant laughter.
"You better honestly tell how to wake Vincent up, otherwise, I have a hundred and eighty ways to make you wish you were dead!"
"Co on, co on, if you have the guts, kill . If you dare to kill , I’ll make Vincent die with !"
"Make Vincent die with you? You don’t deserve it!" May Morgan pushed lanie away and turned to Victor Grant, saying, "Please have the guys prepare so sewage, this woman’s stubborn mouth needs to drink sothing nutritious!"
Victor Grant heard this and imdiately burst into laughter; this woman was simply...
"Sis, isn’t this a bit too harsh? This..." Victor Grant grinned and chuckled a bit, then promptly instructed his left and right hands: "What are you guys doing standing around? Go fetch so sewage!"
Victor Grant’s subordinates exchanged glances and said helplessly, "Boss, where are we supposed to get it from?"
S City is a nationally civilized city; even the public restrooms are terrifyingly clean. Finding sewage there is simply unrealistic.
"You idiot, can’t you get so from the sewers? Stupid!" Victor Grant harshly knocked on the heads of the uncomprehending group, scolding them.
The group responded quickly after hearing this and ran out. Soon enough, they returned with a bag of foul-slling sewage.
"Where the hell did you get this sewage? It slls so bad!" Victor Grant complained while pinching his nose.
Once the sewage was brought in, the spacious living room started to reek as if sothing had fallen into a cesspool, slling terribly foul.
Just the sll alone was unbearable, let alone drinking so; the thought was repulsive...
The group exchanged glances but dared not answer Victor Grant’s question. They just presented the bag of sewage to Victor, indicating for him to inspect it: "Boss, check if this sewage is up to standard?"
As soon as the bag was opened, the stench was overwhelming, and Victor Grant nearly vomited: "Why the hell are you showing it to ? Make her drink it!"
Victor Grant pointed at lanie and shouted at them.
lanie always paid a lot of attention to her image. She never consud anything even slightly dirty, let alone being forced to drink sewage. Now, being handled like this by May Morgan, she broke down ntally.
"No, no, you bastards, May Morgan, you’re inhuman!" lanie struggled desperately, but her hands were firmly controlled, leaving no chance for escape.
Seeing the volatile sewage about to be forcibly poured into her mouth, lanie finally broke down and cried: "I’ll tell, I’ll tell, don’t make drink it!"
Seeing this, May Morgan quickly waved her hand, signaling the two n to pause: "I’ll give you one chance. If you don’t wake Vincent, I have a hundred ways to make you suffer. Do you believe it?"
"I believe, I believe, but I have one condition too!" lanie cried, tears streaming down her face, bargaining desperately with May Morgan.
May Morgan glanced at Vincent Vance lying unconscious on the sofa, finally softening her tone: "Say it."
"I’ll tell you how to wake Vincent, but don’t send to the police station. I’ve already ended up like this. Could you spare ?"
"Alright, I won’t deal with you tonight. However, tomorrow we’ll still be enemies, lanie. Whether you can escape the law’s punishnt will be up to fate!"
"Okay, I’ll tell you the thod!" Seeing May Morgan nod, lanie gritted her teeth and said to her, "That ring I had, there’s a powder inside that can break the spell. Try using it."
Upon hearing this, May Morgan took out the oddly-shaped ring from her pocket and examined it closely, but saw no sign of a chanism.
"Where’s the chanism?" May Morgan asked lanie, raising her head.
"I’ll show you, I know!" A sly light flashed in lanie’s eyes as she reached out to ask May Morgan for the ring.
Just as May Morgan was about to hand the ring to lanie, she suddenly withdrew her hand warily: "No, I can’t give this to you. What if you use it to do bad things?"
Hmph, lanie is so cunning, who knows if she has a backup plan?
Seeing May Morgan was unwilling to fall for it, lanie secretly gritted her teeth and reluctantly conceded: "Then I’ll tell you how to use it. Do you see the pattern on it? Press the snake-shaped pattern and bring it to Vincent’s nose. There’s an aroma inside. Once he inhales it, he’ll wake up."
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