The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master

Please give me the antidote Minutes ago In the dimly lit hospital corridor, a man garbed in black, his features concealed by a face cap and a mask, moved with a stride.

His footsteps echoed in the eerie silence.

He moved deftly into a hidden alcove as he got closer to the two burly men standing guard outside a medical room.

From his vantage point, he observed their every move, his eyes glinting with cold calculation.

The man in black took two syringes out of his clothing folds with a precision he had practiced.

In one swift, fluid motion, he darted out of his hiding spot and plunged the needles into the necks of the unsuspecting guards.

They were overtaken by a paralyzing substance, which caused them to pass out Te

and fall to the ground.

Now free, the man in black went into the hospital room and gently shut the door behind him. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

He crept across the room, sweeping his gaze over Billy, the prone figure on the bed, his face pale and drawn from being attached to so many tubes and wires.

With a deliberate movement, the man in black removed his mask and face cap.

It was Doctor Tony.

A cold smile played across his lips as he gazed down at Billy.

"Blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have," Doctor Tony hissed, his voice laced with venom.

Leaning closer, he peered into Billy's unconscious form with his eyes. "And blame yourself for having an unlucky friend." Then he shot Billy in the neck with the syringe, injecting a deadly drug. He felt a wave of

satisfaction come over him as he saw Billy's life slowly drain from his body.

As Doctor Tony turned to leave, the door burst open, and a team of armed men stormed into the room. They had arrived in time to see the bleak scene that was taking place in front of them.

The team leader yelled, "Freeze!" as he aimed his gun at Doctor Tony. I Doctor Tony's eyes widened in surprise. He had not anticipated this turn of events. It I appeared that he was trapped and had no way out.

I Doctor Tony sensed that his time was running out as the armed men drew closer. I I Still, he made the decision to play his game. I I "What do you mean, freeze?! This is not a I place you can enter anyhow. The patientis..." ‘Do not even try to deny anything," the officer said with a sly smile. "Were you under the impression that we were unprepared?"

With a chilling look on his face, Jeff strode into the room.

The policeman said, admiringly looking at Jeff, "Jeff, you are here." Jeff said to the policeman, "I will speak with him," and walked up to Doctor Tony, who had a menacing expression on his face. I The air crackled as Jeff knelt, his long fingers reaching for the syringe that had been left on the floor but had been forgotten.

With a look of dark and incomprehensible curiosity, he examined the syringe closely.

"Is this what you injected him with?" Jeff's I voice cut through the silence, a chilling whisper that sent shivers down the doctor's spine.

Pale and unyielding, Dr. Tony could only stare back, his lips parting in a silent prayer. He could not think of anything to say.

"You don't know what I'm talking about?" Jeff continued, his tone full of disdain. "You came

BE Rr CR ea Ea eT ERE TE RE RE EE here to check on the patient, and now that you are here, you are acting suspiciously, wearing all black, and covering your face." Dr. Tony's knuckles whitened as he clenched his fists, his eyes darting nervously from Jeff to the police officers who stood frozen in shock, their eyes wide with disbelief.

A teenager, barely nineteen years old, exuding such an aura of menace and authority. How was this possible? "You won't say a word" Jeff scoffed, his eyes glinting as if an idea popped out.

Jeff instantly raised his hand, the syringe gleaming dangerously in the harsh fluorescent light of the hospital.

Jeff inserted the needle into Dr. Tony's arm before he could say anything else, causing the syringe to release its lethal contents into his circulation.

A gasp of horror escaped Dr. Tony's lips as he collapsed to the floor, his eyes wide with terror, his body convulsing violently.

"Jeff!" The room erupted into chaos as the police officers rushed forward, their guns drawn, but Jeff remained unmoved, a chilling smile playing on his lips.

While some of them were still shocked by what Jeff had said, his immediate action had alarmed and deeply shaken them.

"This is Vectomine, right?" Jeff said, his voice a low, menacing purr. "A chemical that causes the internal system to rot through bleeding, correct? You used it first, didn't you? Do not look at me that way." "You believe that you could get away with doing this?" Doctor Tony's body trembled violently as he spoke without breathing. " Police officers, he's going to kill me! Don't just stand there! Save me!" Jeff chuckled at his desperate cry for help and even though the police officers were gravely stricken, Jeff remained unfazed.

"I have the antidote with me," He said. "But if

you don't tell me what I want to know, I won't give you." The room fell silent, the ticking of the clock the only sound that punctuated the tense atmosphere.

Dr. Tony, writhing in agony on the floor, his life hanging by a thread, knew he had no choice but to comply. The fear of death overwhelmed him, and he began to speak, his voice raspy I and strained. "Okay, okay! Give me the I I antidote, first. I promise to talk, I promise to talk!" I "You can go ahead. Be fast about it or you die" Jeff smirked.

"I did it, I injected Billy with Vectomine. Please give me the antidote!" Doctor Tony cried, writhing in pain. I "Is that all?" "I deliberately didn't come to the hospital to treat him. I was asked to let him die. Please give me the antidote! Please." "Who sent you? Give me the full details or

else..." ‘I don't want to talk here, I will talk at the police station. Just please, I don't want to die!” How ironic, Jeff scoffed. He didn't want to die but he didn't care about the other person. He feared death do much but wanted an eighteen years old boy to die. I Jeff got to his feet and turned to face the horrifying looks on the faces of the police officers. "He confessed, I hope you note that.

We can now wait for Billy to wake up to tell us what really happened." Doctor Tony wept when he heard this, saying, " What do you mean Billy should wake up? Please give me an antidote!" "Oh," Jeff chuckled. "That's not Billy, it's his clone. I did not give you a Vectomine injection, either. It was gitonin." It was at this moment that Doctor Tony realized he had just been played.