Chapter 1770

Cheney's usually calm face contorted into a menacing expression. Hesper gazed at her with pity. Cheney's life revolved around Asher. She lived for him and was willing to die for him. She had made countless mistakes, driven by the delusion of reuniting with him, a delusion so absurd that even she found it ridiculous. Her impulsive actions had now placed the person she cherished the most in grave danger. Anxiously, Cheney's gaze shifted toward the lab, and when her eyes met Victor's, the tension in the air was palpable. "When can she take the antidote?" "Twenty-four hours." An entire day? Hesper observed Crosleigh's deteriorating condition and understood the immense suffering that awaited her for a whole day. Victor, with a swift motion, made a horizontal cut on Vivienne's arm, shocking everyone present. "No. Give her the antidote now!" Cheney attempted to advance, but Victor took a half step back, his tone casual. "I believe you should refrain from being impulsive, or Ms. Scarle