Chapter 864 Ten Times Stronger

Book:Contractual Marriage Published:2024-5-1

Without any delay, Collin deftly took out a small bottle from his bag, which seemed to contain liquid.
Ernest held the bottle, stooped, clasped his hand onto Jensen’s chin, and forcefully fractured his jaw.
He then forced the bottle of potion into Jensen’s mouth.
“Oh!” He choked.
Jensen tried to resist, but he was like a meat on a cutting board. He couldn’t stop the fishy liquid from flowing down his esophagus into his stomach.
He was horrified. As soon as he was finally let go by Ernest, without being able to care about his dislocated jaw, he immediately bent down facing the ground and retched.
Yet the liquid had all flowed into his stomach and he couldn’t vomit out a little.
Jensen trembled and was so frightened that he could not speak clearly.
“What, what did you… give me?”
Before he finished, he suddenly trembled violently, and a strong burning sensation came from his stomach.
The pain which seemed to destroy all his organs made Jensen roll on the ground while covering his stomach.
He also realized in horror and despair that the drug he gave him was poisonous!
It was highly toxic!
“Antidote, give me antidote, Ernest, give me antidote, please!”
Jensen trembled and screamed. He could no longer care about his image. He lay on the ground and climbed towards Ernest.
He was terrified to the extreme, and he was beseeching all over.
Ernest was holding a silk cloth, wiping the hand that had just touched him. His movement was elegant and noble, and there was only a disgusted look when he faced him.
Ernest walked two steps aside and kept a distance from Jensen.
He looked at him coldly, and his bland words destroyed all Jensen’s hope.
“This drug is extracted from the poison you used. I’ve only increased the efficacy by ten times. It aggravates the pain but won’t let you be in a coma. Don’t you have the antidote? Take your own.”
Jensen widened his eyes with shock. His face was full of horror and disbelief. At the same time, he felt something warm surging to his throat.
It was blood.
His poison did have all the symptoms he feels now, but as Ernest said, the toxicity was more than ten times stronger!
The original antidote would no longer be functional when the same poison was upgraded and strengthened.
Moreover, since he was the one who asked people to make the poison, he was clearer of it. The poison can be fatal within a few hours, and the toxicity was very strong.
His antidote was not easy to make, and he was afraid that there was absolutely no antidote for the poison that was ten times stronger.
“No, no, I don’t want to die yet.”
Jensen was so scared that he couldn’t care about the pain on his body and he climbed frantically towards Ernest’s feet.
He begged. “Mr. Hawkins, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have poisoned the two ladies, I won’t do it again. You can punish me as you want, I can give you all my family fortune. Please, please spare my life.”
Looking at the man who was like a drowned mouse on the ground, Ernest could no longer develop any interest in him.
So what being honored as the so-called second master, he was only a coward in the face of life and death.
“Let’s go, he’ll only disgust you.”
Ernest stretched out his hand and took Florence into his arms. His voice was gentle and listenable.
Florence didn’t want to see Jensen struggling for dear life too, he looked terrible.
Now that he had received the punishment he deserved, she didn’t have to care about him anymore.
Florence nodded gently and walked out with Ernest.
As she walked, she asked, “What are you going to do with the others?”
In addition to the three men controlled in the private room, there were more than a dozen computer operators in the secret room.
She didn’t know whether they were simply working for Jensen or they were on his side.
Ernest did not think of that, he said.
“If their sin is not serious enough to cost their life, torture them then.”
He was speaking blandly, but his words made one’s blood run cold.
Torture?
Seeing Jensen falling from his throne and looking like a drowned mouse, this torture was frightening enough.
The housekeeper roared.
“Ernest Hawkins, you can’t do that! You can’t be so arrogant! Although you are the lord of City N, you are just one of the tiny forces to China. You can’t even mess with the Harris family! If you really dare to kill the second master, I can guarantee that the Harris’s will never let you off. Within a month, the Hawkins family, including you and everyone around you, will suffer and be destroyed!”
It was a warning and a threat.
However, Ernest didn’t care. Could he possibly be scared of one family?
He ignored the howling housekeeper, put his arm around Florence’s shoulder and walked out without looking back.
He portrayed outstanding temperament, power and fearlessness with his back.
It also brought suffocating despair.
Both Jensen who was struggling and the housekeeper clearly realized that they really had no way to live.
But Florence listened to the housekeeper’s words.
She thought for a moment and said.
“The housekeeper seems to know a lot. He should also know the Harris family very well. Do you want to extort a confession from him and let him tell where the Harris family is?”
In this way, they might get the answer faster.
Ernest shook his head and spoke indifferently.
“He is professionally trained. Kieran Harris has been hiding his origin, and the housekeeper will not speak easily too. Instead of spending more energy torturing him to get the information, we might as well wait for the data to get the answer.”
It would be faster.
It sounded reasonable, but as Florence looked at Ernest, she inexplicably felt that this was just one of the small reasons.
The most important reason was that if he didn’t ask anything nor want to know anything, it was enough to make Jensen suffer from a mental breakdown.
He was determined for pure revenge, without accepting any reasoning.
And it was all for her.
Florence’s emotion fluctuated. She was so moved that she hugged Ernest’s arm and said softly.
“Ernest, I feel very relieved to have you by my side.”
She can really be a carefree princess and enjoy his strong protection.
Ernest felt the warmth coming from his arm, and he couldn’t help letting out a smile. His cruelty vanished in an instant.
He didn’t feel safe and complete until he had her around him.
“Are you hungry? Would you like to have breakfast?”
Ernest asked indulgently.
Having asked that, Florence only then realized she had got up for breakfast, but she put it aside until now because she met Phoebe.
She really felt a little hungry.
She nodded, turned back and shouted at Phoebe who was still standing in the private room.
“Phoebe, would you like to have breakfast together?”