Chapter 92: You Said The Same Thing Last Time

"What did you just say?!" Nicholas bellowed, furious. "You're just a surgeon playing with scalpels, and you have the nerve to be this cocky?" "Oh, I've always been this bold. You have an issue with that?" Stacey retorted, her voice icy. Frustrated, Nicholas abruptly hung up. Stacey wasn't bothered. It was laughable! Nicholas had the nerve to argue with her, which amused her. But it seemed Conor had done a good job. She was quite satisfied with that! For that reason alone, she would help Conor completely remove his poison. By the evening, Madam Burton dropped by. Madam Burton personally cut an apple for her. Stacey was surprised by the action. "Indeed, the master was right when he said you are Conor's lucky charm," Madam Burton said cheerfully. "If not for you taking the hit for Conor, he would've been the one hurt." In reality, Stacey felt guilty. The whole incident had started because of her. However, she couldn't confess it. Presumably, Conor hadn't spilled the beans to