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Chapter 1264
"Everett! Do I need to call Dorothy to get you to cool your head?"
Jeffrey struggled to his feet, dusting himself off, "I get where you're coming from, man. With Quincy gone, it's like the antidote's recipe went with him. But, who knows? Maybe Lane pressured Quincy into spilling the beans on how to make it. Let's not jump the gun here. I've got a history with Lane. I'll do some digging." Everett's grip on the knife handle tightened, veins bulging on his back, as if he wanted to crush the blade with his bare hands.
Jeffrey tried to grab it from him, but Everett wouldn't let go.
"Everett?"
Worrying about a fallout was an understatement. Jeffrey had known him for years, but never had he seen Everett's murderous intent surge like it did at this moment!Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
Everett was usually the epitome of cool and collected. The only thing that ever really got to him was anything to do with Dorothy. Even when a foreign earthquake had caused him a fortune, his expression barely changed.
But now, Jeffrey knew if he didn't intervene, today would mark Lane's end.
Jeffrey was holding onto Everett's shirt with one hand, while his phone buzzed in the other.
"Look, Everett, taking out Lane would be easy for you, you wouldn't even have to get your hands dirty. I could handle it. But aren't we focused on getting that antidote to save Dorothy?"
"What's the point of keeping Lane around?"
"He was the last one to see Quincy alive! Whatever they talked about, whatever Quincy might have passed on, it's all up in the air!" The phone kept ringing, but Jeffrey dared not let go. "It's probably Karen calling. If I don't pick up, she'll worry sick. You know she's at risk of miscarriage! Everett, listen to me, give me the knife first!"
Without waiting for Everett's response, Jeffrey swiftly grabbed the knife and threw it far away.
and
"You're worried about Dorothy, and I'm worried about you! Neither of you can afford to get into trouble!" He patted Everett on the shoulder. "Let me call Karen back."
...
Hearing from Jeffrey that Quincy was dead, Karen felt just as disheartened as Everett, not a trace of happiness in her heart.
"What about the antidote? What are we going to do now?"
"There's got to be another way. We
need to stay calm. Contact Dorothy and tell her to get Everett back home. Who knows what he's capable of doing right now." Jeffrey spoke in a hushed tone, unable to say more.
"Alright, I got it."
Karen hurriedly relayed the message to Dorothy.
"Quincy's dead. Jeffrey and Everett saw it with their own eyes."
"..." Dorothy had guessed as much when she picked up the phone.
But hearing it confirmed sent a shiver down her spine.
"Jeffrey said Everett's gone mad, out to get Lane! You need to talk some sense into him. Jeffrey's worried he'll do something rash and end up facing charges." There are many ways to take a person's life.
But it couldn't be by Everett's hands!
"Okay, I'll call him right now!" Dorothy reassured, and then remembering Karen's condition, quickly added, "And don't you worry either. It's not like Quincy's death means I'm out of options for the antidote! When spoke to Lane, I could tell he knew about my poisoning. Given he's still dreaming of us together, he must have gotten the antidote from Quincy. It's just... he won't hand it over that easily."