As Luke's poison took effect, Donald Williamson, the head of the Williamson family, also collapsed in his chair, unable to move a muscle, though his mind remained conscious.
Donald cursed at Jerryd, "You... you ungrateful brat! Get the antidote now! Are you going to kill your father?"
Jerryd suddenly burst into maniacal laughter; his face twisted with madness. "Haha... Everything is mine! The Williamson family is mine! The Quad family is mine! Yvette is mine! Everything is mine!"
Jerryd Williamson, once the most promising heir of Crownspire's younger generation, had lost his mind.
Luke looked at Ethan with desperate hope. "E-Ethan, you said you could help. Please, get the antidote now! I'll pay whatever it costs!"
Donald also pleaded, his eyes filled with a glimmer of hope. "Please, j
