NovelEnglishMy Billionaire Family 255 Mrs. Muller wasn't bothered by the early morning hangover.
Yulia slept until almost noon, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she sat up.
Rubbing her heavy head, she murmured softly, "Can't drink like that again, I think I dreamed of Morris last night, kind of confessed too, and it was pretty clear. Wasn't he supposed to be missing? It's a bit strange." The thought made her heart race.
She shook her head and reached for her phone on the nightstand.
A news alert popped up. She glanced at it and noticed Morris's name.
Yulia closed her eyes, opened them again, and focused for a better look.
It really was Morris and Cherise.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe clicked on it, and her eyes gradually widened.
She wasn't surprised that Morris was the CEO of Syphonea Group, nor that he spent 26 billion dollars to get the hottest property in Agrieviel.
But the news about Cherise being Duskson made her a bit envious.
Deep down, it was more jealousy than envy.
'How could a 20-year-old girl be so excellent in everything? Looks, education, talent, status... And her boyfriend, Morris,' The thought of Morris startled Yulia into opening her eyes again.
'So seeing Morris at the entrance of Dream Residence last night is real, and the things I thought I confessed to him in a dream are also real? And Jason asking the maid to helpback to my room really happened too,' she thought. "Ah!" Yulia groaned in frustration, burying herself under the covers again.
She wondered, 'Why did Morris cto Dream Residence so late last night? I vaguely remembered it was already around 2 or 3 AM.' ***** Cherise being unable to wake up due to the Necrosis Poison was a secret Morris kept, known only to those close to her.
Mr. Graham told the students from the Traditional Medicine Department that Cherise had an urgent matter to handle and would be taking a short leave. Although the students had sdoubts and questions, they didn't say much. After all, with Cherise having so many roles, it was normal for her to be busy. Mrs. Chivers, Marlon, Dora, Xenia, and Truman all seemed trapped in a cloud of gloom, heartbroken.
Morris didn't go to the company but had Steven bring the official documents to the Chivers Residence instead. He was practically inseparable from Cherise.
As they broke down the components of the Necrosis Poison, Morris not only gave a sample to Crow but also sent one to Clusia's Traditional Medicine Association and another to the testing center at Cherise's alma mater in Fresburg. He hoped to find a way to wake her up soon.
Fortunately, her breathing and heartbeat remained steady, with no changes.
The heavy atmosphere that surrounded the Chivers Residence was mirrored at Regalflow International. Of course, it wasn't just the heaviness of it all; there was also anger and pain.
In Joseph's office, his biological mother, Barbara, sat on the sofa, weeping continuously.
"My son, why did you have to die? Who did you offend? How can I live on my own? What am I to do now..." Harold sat in his office chair, his eyes empty yet filled with anger.
'Just a few hours ago, they were sitting together at the auction, perfectly fine, so how did he end up with a call from the police saying he was gone?' he wondered.
They didn't go into detail about how he died, just said there was no need to investigate since the crimes Joseph committed could have led to a death sentence anyway.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLater, he attempted to view the surveillance from outside the venue but couldn't find any reason, and all 20 of his bodyguards had disappeared.
There's only one possibility he could think of, that the one who acted against him could only be Morris.
Harold thought, 'Just like that, I lost one of my pawns! Morris, I can't let my guard down around him. Dealing with the Chivers Group was already enough, and now there's also the Syphonea Group. Looks like I'll need to rethink splans.' ***** Inside the lab behind the white door on the second basement floor of GlobalVision Group.
Wearing a lab coat and a mask, Crow is carefully breaking down the Necrosis Poison at the test bench.
His hair is a mess; he's been working for 12 hours straight without food, drink, or sleep.
Six hours ago, he had already broken down 12 components, and now only the the last one remains the most crucial one. After six hours, still no breakthrough.
Anxious, Crow keeps scratching his head. "Boss, please helpout here. Snakeweed, Weed, Redstone, Castor Bean, Heartbreak Grass, Aconite...
Mandrake... and the last one, is it Poinsettia or Foxglove?" Crow glanced at the time; it had been almost a day since Cherise passed out.
"There's not much tleft. Never mind, lettry both methods."
Muttering to himself, Crow listed all the decomposed ingredients in his notebook, with a pile of various herbal medicines next to him. Three more hours slipped by before Crow shouted, "Finally, I did it! It's the poinsettia!" Saying that he grabbed his notebook and all the materials, not even bothering to take off his white coat, and dashed outside.
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