Chapter 1731
Jeremy suddenly relented.
Madeline quickly turned, facing Jeremy’s firm expression, though she did not find this unexpected. He relented solely because of the concern he had for her.
The corner of Carter’s lips raised at these words. This was the answer he wanted.
“Carter, state your terms,” Jeremy requested, not showing much patience for Carter.
Carter did not beat around the bush. “Let Shirley go,” he said bluntly.
Madeline had thought that Carter’s demand would be something very difficult or unreasonable. However, she had not expected Carter’s only stipulation was Shirley’s release.
Jeremy too found this doubtful. If this was the only stipulation, why should he not oblige?
After all, his main purpose in kidnapping Shirley was to exchange her for the anti-toxoid test reagent.
“I can let her go, but I have to see the anti-toxoid test reagent first. She told me herself that there’s no completed product, so I’d like to verify that you’re telling the truth and that there’s truly an anti-toxoid test reagent,” Jeremy asked carefully, probing.
He could not afford any more mishaps. Madeline’s safety depended on this.
Understanding Jeremy’s concerns, Carter slowly turned and walked toward a mini-fridge. Once Carter had entered a passcode on the fridge, the door opened.
Madeline and Jeremy shared a look, then saw Carter retrieving a vial of transparent anti-toxoid test reagent from the fridge.
It looked the same as the anti-toxoid test reagent Shirley had given them back then.
“She’s not lying. There isn’t a complete product that can heal you completely. This one’s just a half completed. You can use it to alleviate your symptoms for the next flare-up.”
It was just a half-complete product.
Jeremy and Madeline got into the same car while Carter followed them in his car.
Jeremy looked at the rearview mirror, glancing at the car that was tailing them closely as his expression became grimmer.
Madeline was silently in thought when she heard Jeremy suddenly speaking.
“You already knew what’ll happen. Why didn’t you tell me?”
Madeline quickly understood what he meant. She shifted her gaze from the snow drifting outside the window onto Jeremy, who wore a cold expression on his face.
“I’m not scared,” Madeline said softly, “there’s nothing I can’t handle.”
“Linnie, this isn’t about whether you can handle it or not, it’s…”
“I understand. I do understand.” Madeline earnestly looked at the agitated man and softened her tone. “Jeremy, I truly do understand.”
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