Female Novel
Chapter 1293
When Patric entered the Greenfield Gardens, his eyes quickly darted around the place.
This villa was definitely Maja's style.
But he found himself freezing at that thought. He didn't really know Maja well before; how could he be
so certain about her preferences?
His forehead creased, he heard Ian call out from nearby, "Come and check on her."
Patric found it amusing. Why should he care about this woman's well-being?
Maybe if she died, Eric would finally disappear.
He stayed at a distance, not planning on getting any closer.
But he found himself involuntarily glancing at Maja, who was lying on the couch and seemed to be in
great pain, her forehead dripping with sweat.
Ian was constantly by her side, wiping her sweat and holding her hand.
Patric found himself walking closer, taking a few more glances.
"Did she eat anything recently?"
Ian quickly asked Maja in a low voice.
"Maja, did Mr. K feed you anything while you were with him?"
Maja slowly nodded, recalling the strange pills she had been given.
"I took some pills a few times. I don't know what they were, but one of them was a poison that could kill
me in an hour."
She was too weak from the pain, barely managing to hold onto Ian's hand.
Ian turned to Patric, "Do you think we should draw her blood for a test? See if there are any residual
drugs in her system."
Patric, however, just sat down nearby, his tone nonchalant.
"What's the point of me checking? I don't know anything about medicine."
Realizing he had let slip, he shrugged.novelbin
"Why don't we wait for your friend who knows about medicine to come and take a look."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard Eric's voice in his head.
"If there are still drugs in her system, I can quickly formulate an antidote. But if there are no drugs left,
it'll be tricky."
"How tricky?"
Eric didn't answer; just instructed him, "Ask Maja how she's feeling. Has she noticed anything unusual
recently?"
Patric sneered, thinking Ian was already here with Maja; who did he think he was?
But he didn't voice his thoughts aloud.
"Maja, how are you feeling? Have you noticed anything unusual recently?"
Maja, in a haze, opened her eyes to see Patric, a flicker of discomfort passing over her face.
But Ian was holding her hand, planting a kiss on the back of her hand in a soothing gesture.
"Tell us, he might be able to help."
"I feel like there are so many voices in my head, I'm becoming more irritable, more suspicious than
before. I've even hurt Ian. I thought he wasn't him."
Patric raised his eyebrows, clearly puzzled.
"How were you sure it wasn't him?"
"The house in Greenfield Gardens was my design. I personally handpicked the wooden floor from
Crystalbrook Valley. I knew the moment I touched the floor that it wasn't made of the wood I had
selected. I thought I had been taken somewhere else. Someone had meticulously created an
environment similar to Greenfield Gardens. I smelled something different about Ian. His scent was not
the same."
As she spoke, sweat poured down her face.
Ian cradled her in his arms, gently patting her back and wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Patric asked Eric in his mind.
"What do you think?"
There was a pause before Eric answered in a serious tone.
"Back when I was at the research base, there was a drug with a similar effect. But that drug is not
available for purchase. Only the people at the research base have access to it, and not everyone
either, only those in managerial positions. It can be integrated into anything and is specifically used to
control people with high IQ."