Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Understanding Poison

You know that other florists also have this kind of flower, and the flowers are from the same place, but

there are no accidents in other stores, and, how is it so coincidental that these flowers exert toxicity

only after being bought by others.

"Were you present when the expert examined these flowers?" Brayden asked with a straight face as he

looked up at the man in front of him.

"I was there."

"Do you have the contact information for that specialist?"

"Yes!" With that, she pulled out her phone, flipped through her address book, found the expert's cell

phone number, and sent it to Brayden.

Very good! Looking at the string of numbers, Brayden's mouth curved at the corners and nodded in

satisfaction, as if he had a solution.

"Wait for me here, I'm going out."

"Dang!"

The door to the florist's store was closed tightly, and Brayden then got into his car and left.

In the corner of the western restaurant, two men looked at each other, seemingly waiting for the other

to speak.

"What does Mr. Kirkland want with me?" The expert asked, staring deadpan at Brayden in front of him,

puzzled.

"I'd like some advice about the last poisoning." Brayden explained in a low voice as he stirred his

coffee.

So it was about Dolly, the expert was instantly alert, "Oh, I remember, what did Mr. Kirkland want to

ask?"

"Can you tell me the ingredients of those poisons, and the time of action ......" Brayden asked

professional questions, of course, it is all to find out the truth of the matter.

"That flower is usually very rare, and generally, it is necessary for its toxicity to play out at a specific

time." The expert's explanation was spot on. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

This makes Brayden very happy, and smart people to deal with, is simple and easy, looking at the

expert in front of him, Brayden's expression is much more relaxed than before.

"Is there anything else for Mr. Kirkland?"

The man in front of him is a very dedicated expert, but also a person who is not convinced by power, so

he is to Brayden, neither the so-called compliments, nor the hypocrisy of others, there is only direct and

brisk.

"I really appreciate it."

Suddenly Brayden stood straight up and held out his right hand.

Watching this scene, the expert was stunned, he didn't expect this Brayden in front of him to be so

humble and understated!

"Mr. Kirkland, you ......"

"You can just call me by my first name if you like." Brayden said lightly and smiled "If you don't mind,

we can make friends."

What is this situation? For a moment, the expert froze, and then nodded knowingly, with a satisfied arc

at the corners of his mouth.

Brayden believes that this is a friend who can help him later.

Gradually, it became dark and the hospital became quieter. In the ward, the old woman kept sitting on

the sofa next to her, haggardly wiping her tears.

"Mom." The person in the hospital bed called out weakly.

In an instant, the woman on the couch immediately stood up and ran to the hospital bed.

"Daughter, you're awake?" She shouted excitedly, her voice already a little hoarse.

"Mom, I'm so thirsty." The person on the hospital bed said feebly, and the woman immediately handed

her a glass of water from the table with a worried face.

"Dang!" The door was ruthlessly kicked open, two fierce men stood at the door with a grim expression,

and the person on the hospital bed hurriedly looked away and closed his eyes.

"Is it still alive?" One of the men asked coldly, and then another man barged in and picked up the man

in the hospital bed directly.

Yes, the patient remained unresponsive, and the woman began to suspect that her daughter's lucidity

was just a hallucination of her own.

"Pop!" The patient was ruthlessly slammed onto the bed, and after that, two men pulled out their cell

phones while walking out of the ward.

When the woman saw this, she immediately closed the door of the room, "Daughter, how are you?"

The woman looked at the person in the hospital bed with a distressed expression, and just as the

patient was about to respond, suddenly, the door was slammed open again.

"Be careful when you speak in the future." The two men returned, but of course, they only returned to

give the woman a warning.

Looking at the two departing backs, the patient's eyes flashed a trace of sadness, she just wanted to

earn a fortune, but did not expect that this time, but nearly took their own lives!

"Miss Aston, she's not awake yet, don't worry." A suppressed, gruff voice came from the hallway.

The dark night sky hangs a lonely crescent moon, there is not a single star around, the whole world

seems to be very silent, most people have gone to sleep time, but there are people who are full of

worries and can not sleep.

Dolly lay in bed, tossing and turning very irritable, a pair of big eyes looking straight at the dark night

sky, has lost its former glow.

When, exactly, would it all end? She clutched the sheets tightly, trembling all over.

"Daughter, tell mom why you can't tell anyone about your sobriety?"

"Mom, don't ask." The person in the hospital bed looked away from the window with some tiredness on

her face.

"Is someone trying to harm you?" Madame asked worriedly.

"No." The woman hesitated, pretending to answer easily, but her hand was clenched fiercely, her face

was remorseful. What a fool! She must have been in her own head in the first place, before she coldly

agreed to that woman to do this kind of underhanded thing!

Brayden worked while helping Dolly investigate the truth of the matter.

Dolly still tends to the flowers in the flower store, but is not open for business. Now she is in a state of

anxiety and helplessness every day, worried that Mrs. Knight will be aggrieved, and that the customer

will never wake up, and more afraid that the truth of the matter will not be confirmed.

"Big brother, how are things going?" In the office, Leon asked worriedly.

What else can be done? Only step by step to investigate.

Brayden raised his head, his eyes were bleak, sighed, his expression was helpless, the one behind

him, who is it?

"Brother, do you need my help?" Leon continued to ask, his tone laced with a bit of expectation.

Brayden did not say anything, just a slight shake of the head, today he does not have the exact idea,

and naturally do not know where to start.

"Big brother, in fact, there is another thing that I don't know if I should tell you." Leon stammered.

"Say!" Brayden's tone was cold.

"That, Miss Aston is back."

The words, Brayden immediately alerted, turned around, the aura is a little cold, so easy to look

forward to her out of the country, and now how she is back?

"She said she's taking you to dinner tonight." Leon said calmly, glancing at the person in front of him.