Not A Small-Town Girl

"Are you threatening me?" Jason’s expression turned cold.

"You can take it that way," David replied, his voice low and steady.

"Well, then, leave. No need to escort you." Jason, feeling challenged, couldn’t let this slide—it would undermine his authority in the village.

"No. 1, get ready," David casually spun the gun in his hand, his eyes unwavering.

Orion, though unsure of what ’No. 1’ was, could sense from David’s men’s cold expressions that it wasn’t something to take lightly.noveldrama

"Wait a second," Orion quickly intervened.

"Jason, are you really not going to help me with the poison? If you agree, I’ll get rid of the curse on you immediately." Orion’s voice held an edge of desperation.

Jason snorted. "And what about the poison? You think I don’t know about it?"

"It’s in my house. You can see it for yourself, but I doubt you’ve ever encountered such a poison. Mr. Charrington came to you because there’s no hope elsewhere." Orion’s voice was tinged with mockery.

"What poison are you talking about? Never heard of it. Stop trying to fool me," Jason scoffed, clearly intrigued but not ready to bite just yet.

"Oh, just go see for yourself," Orion sighed dramatically, waving his hand as if in regret. "I’ve heard this poison’s long been extinct. You definitely won’t be able to cure it."

"Mr. Charrington, we should go back and consult someone else. Jason doesn’t have the skills for this," Orion said, already turning to leave.

Jason, a master of poisons, couldn’t resist the challenge. He frowned. "You think I haven’t seen it all? Fine, I’ll go take a look, but I’m not here to cure it."

"I’m sure it won’t do you any good," Orion said with a feigned sigh.

"Think I’m ignorant? Fine. I’ll show you." Jason’s footsteps quickened, determined to prove himself.

The villagers of Whitepool Village exchanged confused glances. "Our village chief was just refusing, and now he’s in such a hurry?"

"Jason?" The guards weren’t convinced.

"It’s fine, I’m just going to take a look," Jason waved them off, stepping into the vehicle. "Let’s go!"

The bodyguards were speechless. "What’s going on? He’s acting more urgent than us."

*****

"Jason, please hurry up and help me cure this poison," Orion gritted out, the pain overwhelming him.

"Fine." Jason waved his hand, and within moments, Orion felt a sharp relief as the pain receded from his body.

"Quickly, the curse—it’s like a tiny insect gnawing at me," Orion said through clenched teeth.

With a quick motion, a black serpent slithered from Orion’s mouth, darting toward Jason’s wrist, sinking its fangs deep, then returned to Orion’s mouth.

Nathan and Aran could only watch in stunned silence as they covered their mouths in terror, praying they wouldn’t witness another snake slither out.

This was beyond terrifying—they were beginning to feel afraid of even talking to Orion.

Meanwhile, Danielle was lying in bed, blood oozing from her mouth—this time, it was black blood.

Vivian, with tears in her eyes, wiped it away. "What are we going to do? She’s vomiting blood again. If this continues, she’ll bleed to death. I just hope David and Orion can get the right person in time."

Howard, though also anxious, kept his composure. "I believe they’ll get someone. Danielle will be fine. She’s strong."

"I should have been more careful. If I had paid better attention to Danielle, none of this would have happened. She wouldn’t have to suffer so much... I knew she was hurting every time the poison took hold of her."