Chapter 553
Chapter 553:
She sank back into the seat. She looked at Liam. He was holding the plants like they were gold.
“We got it,” Liam said, grinning.
“And we started a war,” Alistair added, wiping blood from his face.
Skye closed her eyes. “Good. Let them fight each other p>
The lab was quiet again.
Dr. Aris held up a vial of clear liquid. “The antidote. It’s stable p>
“Give it to me,” Skye said.
“Skye, wait,” Julian said, his brow furrowed. “Are you sure? This will be brutal. The shock to your system p>
“I need it, Julian,” Skye said, her hands trembling. “I can feel it pulling at me. Every second I don’t take it, I want to go back to him. I want the Velvet. I can’t live like this p>
She looked at the vial. It was freedom, and it was going to hurt.
“Do it,” she commanded.
She sat in the chair. Dr. Aris administered the injection.
It felt like ice water flooding her veins. Skye gasped, her back arching. Then came the pain—sharp, blinding clarity that felt like her nerves were being flayed.
She screamed.
Alistair held her hand, his face pale as he watched her agony. It lasted for ten minutes, an eternity of purging the artificial bliss from her system.
When it was over, Skye slumped in the chair, sweating and exhausted, but her eyes were clear. The fog was gone.
“I’m back,” she whispered.
She turned to Liam. “You drank it too. On the boat. Just a sip, but I saw you p>
Liam looked down. “I… I had to test it. To make sure it wasn’t poison before I gave it to you p>
Skye’s heart broke a little. He had poisoned himself to save her.
She took another vial and a syringe. She walked over to him.
𝗥𝗈𝘮𝖺𝘯cе n𝗼𝘃𝘦𝗹𝘴 о𝘯 𝖻𝖾.cо𝗆
“This is going to hurt,” she said.
“I deserve it,” Liam said.
She injected him. Liam gasped, his eyes rolling back. He collapsed into a chair, shivering.
“He’ll be fine,” Dr. Aris said. “In an hour, he’ll be clear p>
Skye turned to the others. “Now, we finish it p>
“Beatrice,” Alistair said. “Liam’s testimony is ready. We have the ledger. We have the evidence p>
“And we have the wire transfer records from Sienna’s failed attempt to cash that check,” Julian added. “She rolled over on Beatrice to cut a deal p>
“Then let’s go arrest a matriarch,” Skye said.
The police convoy rolled up to Kensington Manor at dawn.
Skye, Alistair, and a recovered Liam stood by the lead car. Beatrice Kensington came out onto the porch in her dressing gown. She looked old, frail, and utterly confused.
“What is the meaning of this?” she demanded.
“Beatrice Kensington,” the police chief announced. “You are under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder, kidnapping, and fraud p>
“Preposterous!” Beatrice screeched. “Liam! Tell them! Tell them who I am p>