Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1253 Discomfort After the Voodoo

"Listen up. Here's the plan, we need to cast this supreme voodoo bug inside her." Ryan stared at the sleeping Nicole with a triumphant grin as if victory was within reach.

However, Evelyn felt anxious as an unsettling thought crossed her mind. The Yael Family's voodoo bugs are rumored to have been destroyed by Collie. So, how could Mr. Yael possess this supreme voodoo bug?

Then, he approached Nicole and carefully placed the supreme voodoo bug on her delicate, fair neck. His eyes remained fixed on the bug as it slowly burrowed under her skin.

A few days ago, Ryan sneaked into the Yael Residence after he learned it had been sealed off. Still, his knowledge of the residence surpassed anyone's. Through a hidden passage, he navigated inside and retrieved the supreme voodoo bug from a secret compartment. This compartment would remain undiscovered unless the residence was demolished. In his previous hasty departure, he had forgotten about it, but with his family's vengeance in sight right now, this trump card had to be played. Also, he knew that even with Nicole's profound medical skills, undoing the voodoo wouldn't be easy, even if her master, White, was still alive. Therefore, the supreme voodoo bug remained his ultimate recourse for vengeance.

Meanwhile, an involuntary shiver coursed down Evelyn's spine as she watched the supreme voodoo bug seep into Nicole's skin. She couldn't help but wonder whether she would face the same fate if she refused to comply with Ryan's plan.

The man finally lifted his gaze once the supreme voodoo bug was fully embedded beneath Nicole's skin, and a profound feeling of relief washed over him. "It's done. You can have her leave Colton once she wakes up. Whether she decides to stay or not, her life won't extend beyond a month," he quipped

confidently. His objective was achieved, and he eagerly anticipated witnessing the woman's death—a scene that would surely delight his grandfather. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

In the meantime, Evelyn, still in a daze, nodded absently. After her emotions settled, she pondered, As long as this woman leaves Collie, I believe he will eventually fall for me.

After a while, Nicole felt a sharp pain in her neck, just like she would from a bite. She sat up gradually, her vision blurred as she focused on Evelyn before her.

"Nicky, don't blame me for being ruthless. Blame your countless enemies for putting you in this mess." Evelyn's voice carried a sinister edge, starkly contrasting her usual demeanor.

"What are you implying?" Nicole's brows furrowed with suspicion, and she asked, "Have you done something to me?" Suddenly, she experienced an odd sensation enveloping her body—an indescribable discomfort. She struggled to articulate it, but one thing was clear—something was amiss.

"I've cast a voodoo bug inside you, which differs from Colton's. Count yourself lucky because it's a supreme voodoo bug, the only one in existence. You'd better leave him soon as you're no longer deserving of him," Evelyn explained.

Nicole stared at Evelyn, piecing together the situation from her malicious expression. She hadn't expected Evelyn to possess a voodoo bug, let alone a supreme voodoo bug, after the downfall of the Yael Family. "Evelyn, you're acting like a child." She chuckled, masking her discomfort. Despite the intense physical agony, she refused to show weakness.

Evelyn hesitated, her hand clenching into a fist at Nicole's response.

Disregarding Evelyn's potential actions, Nicole summoned her strength to stand and exited the room without a backward glance. She was resolute in finding a cure for the supreme voodoo bug.

However, Evelyn's gaze remained locked onto Nicole, her expression growing more venomous. A smug smile appeared on her face. I will not let you escape this time. Collie will undoubtedly become mine!

In a daze, Nicole returned to the research center. In the meantime, everyone was engrossed in their tasks during the afternoon, unaware of her condition. She collapsed onto her bed and felt drained and weakened, consumed by an overwhelming discomfort that refused to subside.