Timothy kept feeling he had underestimated Irvin. But when he saw Agatha looking so pleased with herself, he suddenly felt he had overestimated him.
After everything Irvin had been through, Timothy had assumed he wouldn't be such a hopeless romantic anymore. Unexpectedly, the most important thing to Irvin right now was his romantic feelings.
I had dumped Irvin. Still, at the mention of me, he still acted rashly and without thinking. It had been such a simple trap, and he had fallen for it so easily.
It left Timothy wondering how he was still alive.
Once he was sure Irvin really would come, he started preparing. He knew this was his final chance. So, he had to succeed this time. Failure wasn't an option.
Timothy hacked into the psychiatric hospital's surveillance system. Upon confirming Irvin's car had entered the grounds, he handed Agatha a tiny vial.
"Spray this on yourself when Irvin enters. Then, talk to him for at least a full minute," he instructed.
The vial Timothy had given to Agatha contained a sedative that Henry had developed. The sedative was colorless and odorless. It could be sprayed onto a person's own body and would knock someone out discreetly and undetectably.
This sedative was far more advanced than the conventional ones that had to be consumed to take effect. It was much harder to detect and had a much higher success rate. However, its only flaw was that it required the target to inhale it for at least one minute.
Just as Agatha was about to ask whether she would be knocked out too, Timothy tossed her a pill.
"This is the antidote. Take it first, and you'll be fine," he stated.
"My baby boy is always so thoughtful," Agatha immediately responded.
Timothy absolutely despised her calling him "baby boy". Never mind that he used to have a formidable reputation. Now, he was already a 30-year-old, full-grown man.
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