My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 706

Chapter 706

Nash blinked his eyes, feeling a sense of urgency creeping in. There must be more than just this one Eremochloa, but as of present, he only knew about this particular one. The imminent need to refine the Golden Onyx Pill urged him to secure this Eremochloa.

Taking a deep breath, Nash spoke up, “I can save him, but you have to give the Eremochloa to me.

A smug smile played on Fanny’s lips. Had he not been arrogant the

entire time? Why the change in attitude now? She looked at Nash

arrogantly and said, “Too late.” Then, she glanced at Mireille with a

provoking gaze.

“Do you really think Eremochloa can neutralize the poison from a Seven-Starred Begonia?” Nash spoke up again calmly.

Fanny sneered, “We can’t be certain, but it can at least delay the effects of the poison!” She believed Nash was just making up lies to

deceive her to obtain the Eremochloa. Did he think she was a three-

year-old child?

“What if I tell you that combining Eremochloa with Seven-Starred

Begonia poison will only accelerate his death?” Nash added, his eyes

narrowing.

“You’re just trying to scare us now!” Fanny dismissed his words with a

contemptuous smile.

She opened the box and got ready to boil the Eremochloa into

medicine. Nash reached out and closed the lid, his voice like ice as he

said, “You know nothing about Seven-Starred Begonias. You’re just experimenting with his life by using the Eremochloa on him, no?”

Fanny unwillingly retorted, “Atlas personally said he needed the

Eremochloa. If something happens, then it’s on him. You don’t need

to interfere in my affairs!”

Saying this, she attempted to push away Nash’s hand when he continued, “The toxicity of Seven-Starred Begonia in itself is not potent. Rather, its danger lies in its ability to merge with any other toxin, thereby transforming it into a new poison.

“And Eremochloa is a poisonous plant before it’s sundried. Its sap can cause skin ulceration and weakness in the nervous system. It

becomes a good medicine after drying, but it still carries trace

amounts of toxins.

“The toxins can’t be completely removed even through high- temperature boiling!

“When you combine the two, the medicinal effects of the Eremochloa. will be magnified dozens of times. You’ll witness this young man turn into a pile of bones at a speed naked to the eye!”

Nash pushed down the box lid tightly as he bombarded her with the

information.

Fanny was slightly stunned. Atlas would turn into a pile of bones at a speed naked to the eye? Perhaps this guy had been watching too

much television.

Except for chemicals like sulfuric acid, she had never heard of any poison that could turn a person into bones, especially at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nash sighed and said, “I’m not trying to scare you. I’m not here to play.

tricks.”

“You must be trying to scare me! Well, I’m not easily frightened!”

Fanny retorted coldly.

Nash felt the impulse to slap her, but he restrained himself. What was

the point of arguing with such a single-minded woman?

He simply let go of her hand and said casually, “You’ve figured it all

out. I was just trying to scare you. Go ahead, give it to him.”

Fanny raised her eyes to stare at this man. She noticed that instead.

of getting angry, he seemed somewhat amused.

“You think I won’t?” Fanny still believed that Nash was intentionally

trying to scare her. How could things be as exaggerated as he made

them out to be?

“Nash, is what you said just now true?” Mireille whispered.

“No, I was just scaring her,” Nash replied loud enough for Fanny to

hear. However, the more confident Nash was, the more uncertain

Fanny felt.

If what Nash said was true, then she would become a murderer. Once

she committed to this decision, there was no turning back. If she stopped now, she would be admitting defeat in front of Nash, and Mireille was still present. Was she going to be a laughingstock?

“I don’t believe it’ll be that absurd…” Fanny took the box and walked

into the inner room. She decided to test the effects on a small white

mouse first.

Nash did not want to waste time here and patted Mireille’s shoulder. ”

Com

on, let’s go.”

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Mireille nodded obediently and followed Nash.