"It hurts. Aunt Bonnie... It hurts so much..."
Bonnie's heart broke at the sight of this. She held June close to her and glared at the two servants, who were restrained by the guards. "Who the hell ordered you two to do this? How can you do this to a six-year-old child?"
The woman leaning against the cushions shot Bonnie a cold look but did not reply.
The other one, however, stammered, "W— We were just following Mr. Simms' orders! He told us to cut the flesh off her arms...and then , mail them to her father...
"That way...her father will be willing to hand over what Mr. Simms wanted to save his daughter!"
Jim furrowed his brows upon hearing this. "What does Christopher have that's so important to Quentin that he'll do anything to get him to hand it over?"
Jim did not understand this.
Christopher was just a doctor, so what did he have with him that was so irresistible to Quentin?
don't know." The servant lowered her head. "All I heard is that...this little girl's father possesses the recipe to a poison t— that can erase a person's memories and put them under the control of the giver of the drug."
Bonnie's entire body froze upon hearing this.
Was this not the same poison that Jim had been put under?
She suddenly recalled that when she met Christopher the day before, he had declared to her excitedly that he was in the process of formulating an antidote that would restore Jim's memories.
Did this mean that the recipe of the original drug was in Christopher's hands? Was that why he was able to formulate a corresponding antidote?
Bonnie could feel her scalp crawl at the thought of this.
As soon as she thought of this, Bonnie bit her lip nervously
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