Julie subconsciously swallowed. After she realized what had happened, she immediately pushed a finger down her throat in an attempt to vomit the pill out.
However, no matter how hard she heaved, it was useless. The moment the pill went into her mouth, it had already dissolved. At that moment, her expression shifted, and her voice trembled, “W- What… did you just give me?”
“Nothing, just some supplements,” Abigail replied with a smile.
“You’re lying! It’s obviously poison!” Julie panicked. “Oh hey, it seems like you’ve guessed it. Sorry.” Abigail’s smile never faltered.
“You witch! Give me the antidote!” Julie roared.
“I’d advise you to calm down since getting agitated would only speed up your death. Oh, by the way, this poison won’t take effect immediately.
“It will slowly torment you until your intestines rot and you perish,” Abigail explained.
“What?” Julie’s legs went numb. ” Dahlia save me!”
“You witch! How dare you harm a Mosey? You must have a death wish!” Scott’s expression darkened, and he reached out to grab Abigail by the throat.
Almost all of the Moseys practiced martial arts, and among Seamus’s godsons and god-daughters, Scott’s martial arts cultivation was considered top-notch.
Instead of avoiding him, Abigail opened up her palms and blew lightly. A faint white mist billowed out, enveloping Scott.
“Be careful! That’s poison!” Julie warned, but it was too late. Scott’s attack was too fast, so he could not dodge. He could only defend against it with his energy armor. Unexpectedly, the white mist penetrated his true energy and wafted into his mouth and nose.
“Ah!” Scott let out a miserable scream and immediately fell to the ground. His body convulsed as blood spewed from his mouth. His face contorted in unbearable pain.
“Why are you so irritable? Can’t we discuss things calmly?” Abigail said.
“You witch! How dare you poison Sir Mosey’s godson? You’re digging your own grave!” Julie was shocked and furious.
“Don’t worry. Even if I die, I’ll make sure to take all of you with me,” Abigail said with a smile.
“You-!” Julie was frightened and remained silent. Seeing Scott in pain and bleeding from his mouth, Dahlia frowned.
She suppressed her anger and demanded coldly, “I don’t care who you are. Hand over the antidote, and I’ll overlook what happened earlier.”
“Hah… I’m afraid it’s not up to you.” Abigail shook her head slightly. “Dustin, it’s still not too late for you to turn back before things escalate further. If something happens to Scott, even I won’t be able to save you,” Dahlia warned.
“You don’t need to worry about me. Just take good care of yourself, Ms. Nicholson,” Dustin said indifferently.
“Dustin, you know you aren’t a match for the Moseys. So why are you so stubborn?”
Dahlia frowned. “Is your dignity really more important than your life? It’s time to face reality! You can’t afford to offend these people. And there are things you should never do.
“Once you cross the line, only a dead end awaits you! Wake up!”
She didn’t understand why he wouldn’t appreciate her well-intentioned advice. Was it really that difficult to apologize?
