Chapter 77: I’ll Give These Corpses Away as Gifts
Jay saw the bottle of medicine and stood up on the spot, his face draining of all color.
“Uncle! Is it really necessary to go this far over something so small?” He glared at the Earl Foyle, his face filled with disbelief.
Although he had indeed taken action behind the Earl’s back, Potter had still been their competitor at the time.
Sending people to assassinate him could hardly be considered a betrayal of the organization.
Yet the Earl was now making him take poison and kill himself?
“Jay, what you need to do right now is take responsibility, rebuild the trust between us, and drink it.” The Earl Foyle replied calmly, without the slightest change in expression.
Jay looked at the bottle, his heart wavering violently.
So this was just a test? The Earl did not actually intend to kill him? As long as he dared to drink it, this matter would be over?
He reached out, picked up the bottle, opened it, and sniffed it.