Watching the madness consuming Lane, Dorothy Sanchez knew he was beyond saving.
The man had never considered turning over a new leaf.
But then again...
His brutal murder of Quincy had already showcased his descent into madness! Convincing him to turn back was a tall order.
"Take the antidote to ease the effects."
Even in such an agitated state, Lane didn't et to urge Dorothy to take the antidote.
The more he did this, the more Dorothy felt a sense of guilt!
Without her, Lane might have had a bright future. His business was thriving, his background was impeccable, and his looks were
beyond reproach.
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Now...
Dorothy took the antidote and drank it in front of him.
She had thought that, given Lane's demeanor during their previous call, he would have svile demands upon their meeting.
But he didn’t.
After getting a glass of water and taking the antidote, Dorothy slowly spoke up, "You mentioned you have the final antidote."
"Yes, | do."
"What's your condition?" She didn't want to beat around the bush, worried Kevin would grow anxious waiting outside, "With Everett
Lopez gone... | want to live, at least for my two kids! So, just spell it out."
Lane gazed at her face.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved!
She had almost be an obsession for Lane.
"lI want you to marry me."
Dorothy slightly frowned, seemingly calm, "With the police after you, how can you marry me?"
"lI have my ways to get out of this! You just need to agree." Lane’s lips twitched, "Dorothy, you don’t need to worry about the
details. Just say yes, and I'll take you away from Eldorria City."
"What about my kids?"
Lane frowned, "The Lopez family doesn’t want those kids?"
With Everett gone, the Lopez family essentially lacked an heir, and Lane figured they wouldn't let Dorothy take the kids.
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"I can't be separated from my children!"
Lane pursed his lips, seriously considering the matter, "Fine, | can take you and your two kids with us! But on one condition, the
kids must take my surname. They can't be Everett's anymore, nor can they call him dad!"
He hated Everett too much to tolerate his kids, recognizing Everett as their father, living under his roof!
"Lane, don’t you see? You're cornering yourself. You don’t really lovethat much; you just hate Everett."
"Never mind that!" His eyes suddenly hardened, "If you want the final antidote, you must listen to me! Otherwise, I'll stop caring
about you!"
"Quincy said, if | wanted you to bear my children, for the child's health, we must first cure your poisoning! So rest assured, I'll
definitely give you the final antidote, but only if... you truly wish to follow me."
Dorothy realized Lane had everything planned out.
He had even sought answers from Quincy for such detailed matters well in advance.