Chapter 282 Mr. Luellen, Stop Fighting

• The pharmacy was dead quiet. Zachary Luellen held Hazel Sullivan lightly in his arms. After a brief dizzy spell, Hazel’s senses slowly crept back.
• This mandrake poison was vicious. Even though she’d been steeped in medicinal herbs since childhood, her near-impervious body almost couldn’t hold out. If it were anyone else, they’d have dropped dead already.
• This test run hadn’t worked. She’d have to try the poison a second time.