Chapter 704
Old Mrs. Sterling felt like she had been running for an eternity. Her clothes were disheveled, her hair a mess. When she finally reached Hoffman, the sight before her drained all the color from her face.
Hoffman lay motionless on the ground, his clothes soaked in blood. He was barely breathing, his complexion deathly pale.
Her legs gave out from under her, and she collapsed beside him, her voice breaking with sobs. “Hoffman! Hoffman, my son! What’s happened to you? Please, open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me p>
No one could understand the terror gripping her heart. Hoffman was her only son. She had believed the miracle drug would cure him completely, but she never imagined it would end like this.
“Hoffman! Can you hear me?” She cradled his face in her hands, her palms smearing with his blood. “Hoffman, you’re killing me p>
But no matter how she called his name, the man on the ground remained unresponsive.
“Oh, God! Why are you doing this to my son? If you must punish someone, punish me! Hoffman is innocent p>
As she wept, a sudden thought struck her. She whirled around to face Jasmine, her voice sharp with accusation. “What happened? Wasn’t Hoffman cured? What on earth happened! How were you taking care of him p>
In that moment, Old Mrs. Sterling directed all her grief and anger at her daughter- in-law.
Jasmine was terrified, her words choked with tears. “I-I don’t know! When I brought him his medicine, he was exercising, practicing his boxing. But as soon as he took the pills, this happened p>
“Did you call 911?” Old Mrs. Sterling demanded.
“I did!” Jasmine nodded.
Eldermere was different from
was
Valerium. It was morning, and rush hour was in full swing. The roads were gridlocked; the ambulance would take at least another tem nutes to arrive The Sterling family had a live-in doctor, but Hoffman, feeling much better, had given him the day off.
Jasmine’s eyes were red and swollen. “Mother,” she stammered, “today is the fifth
day, and this happened to Hoffman! C-Could Freya have been right p>
Jasmine had never believed Caitlin.
After all, how could a young girl
compare to the esteemed Professor Snaith? Buthow, events were unfolding exactly as Caitlin had
predicted, without the slightest deviation.
The realization hit Old Mrs. Sterling like a physical blow. Her heart filled with panic. Could it be… could Caitlin have been right all along?
Beatrice took a deep, shuddering breath and turned to the butler. “Go! Quickly!
Buy the antidote Miss Gonzales mentioned online p>
Yes. The antidote! There was still an antidote! If the butler could bring back the antidote, Hoffman might still have a chance.
“Right away, Matriarch p>
The butler rushed off to buy the medicine. There was a pharmacy near the Sterling residence, and by a stroke of luck, they had the CA Antidote Caitlin had mentioned. I just a few minutes, the butle returned with the antidote.
Old Mrs. Sterling immediately took it and tried to feed it to Hoffman.