The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife
Chapter 395 Good Girl, Don't Disappoint Me

A tremor ran through Serenity as she gazed at Clark." Dad... really made her go through so much?"

One was her biological mother.

One was her dad.

Serenity actually knew well who she leaned toward in her heart.

Clark kept his gaze on her as he nodded slowly. "I wouldn't joke about this. You heard how much agony your mother was in when she died."

There was a sense of emptiness and loss in Serenity's eyes.

Faye's wails before her death still resounded in her ears.

The woman loathed her. She did not even want to take a glimpse at her. Yet, that was her mother. Her dad did do that to her...

Serenity was still in disbelief, but it seemed that she must no longer stay in denial.

"Serenity, don't doubt my words." Clark sounded calm. "I've already arranged the route of our departure. As long as you follow what I say and do it, we can leave safe and sound. If you don't, I can guarantee that I have my ways to let the Wrights suspect you and see you as the culprit of all that has happened. By then, death is the only thing that awaits you. Life or death, I believe that you already have your decision."

Serenity looked at him numbly. "What... do you want me to do?"

A flash of callousness gleamed in Clark's eyes as he dragged out a sack from under the table. Some red potions lay quietly inside.

"What are these?" Serenity asked.

Clark picked up a potion and stroked it like he was caressing his beloved. He spoke in a low tone. "No one knows that when I studied in the States back then, I was an apprentice of a famous chemist. I'm talented in it, learning decades worth of knowledge from him within just a few years. After that, I continued studying in the field secretly. The Errol Virus is my greatest creation of these years. With it, I control plenty of people for my manipulation. But now that Dr. Yale is going into the Boreal Forest, the Errol Virus will hardly maintain its threat when he comes back..."

Serenity's gaze flickered. Suddenly, she cried out in alarm, "Hold on! You're saying... the poison that Susie's gotten previously was this Errol Virus you're talking about?"

"That's right." Clark nodded with a wash of frustration. "I just didn't expect her to be so lucky and replace someone who could neutralize the virus."

"Since it's useless now, why are you taking them out?"

Serenity asked.

"Hah, Dr. Yale is still in Boreal Forest. He'll only be back in three days the soonest. These three days will be the last chance the Errol Virus can do its thing." Clark looked at Serenity with a crazed glint in his eyes. "This potion will only work by being injected into the vein. Inject one, and it'll work three months later. But inject two at the same time, and it'll work on the spot! Two days, maximum, the person who got injected will die in agony. Dr. Yale wouldn't even be on time!"

"You mean..." Serenity kept her eyes on Clark.

"Simple." Clark met her eyes. "I have a drug here with me. Figure out something, let the Wrights take it. After that, they'll fall unconscious. You can easily inject them with the virus then. After that, I'll send you an address. Come meet me there, and we'll leave immediately. How is it? It's not that hard, is it?"

Serenity gritted her teeth. "Why must it be me? Anyone could easily accomplish this."

Clark raised his brow. "Are you a fool? The Wrights' protection level is about the same as the border. Everything that goes into their mouth goes through tests. Only someone who they trust the most can do it." "Then why don't you just give me some poison? Why the extra step to drug them into unconsciousness first?"

"Haha, a simple poison will kill them too easily. Naturally, if there's an opportunity, I want them to die horrible deaths!" Clark's eyes gleamed with cruelty. He had personally made the Errol Virus, fully comprehending what a menace the virus was when it began attacking one's body. Faye would be in glee if she saw that they died from the virus.

Serenity looked at Clark. "Mom and dad have always treated you like family all these years. It's not difficult for you to kill them, but why did you wait till this day?"

Clark snorted. "I can kill them, yes. But I'll expose myself. I have other missions staying here in Canada. If I had my way, I'd never expose myself. This time, the Errol Virus is becoming futile. I'm leaving Canada anyway, so I can give it my all. Enough, stop with the drag. There isn't much time left for us. We must leave before eight tonight. Let me remind you, it's four in the evening now! If you complete the mission before eight, I can take you away. Once you go over the time limit, I'll leave directly without waiting for you."

"I understand." Serenity bit her lower lip.

"Also, the number of the Errol Virus vials here is just nice. Careful not to crush them. It used to be better. I had enough ingredients and kept some stock. I thought that I wouldn't have to worry about the ingredients' supply, and I wasted the Errol Virus away too easily. The ingredients to make this virus shrunk largely in recent years and are almost extinct now. The ones you're holding are the very last," said Clark.

"I know." Serenity held the bag containing the potions in a quiver.

Clark watched her and nodded in satisfaction. "I'll wait for your good news then, Serenity. Your mother will be proud of you when you kill the Wrights."

Clark cleared the scene of any evidence of their exchange after he spoke and opened the door.

"I hope to see you before eight," he said and left.

While keeping her eyes on his retreating back, a wash of hopelessness tinted Serenity's gaze.

Clark did not return to the Wrights' after that. He went into a car and headed to a vacant place. A jet was already waiting there.

After boarding the jet, Clark switched on a surveillance device. He had just installed it an hour ago in a relatively secluded spot, so the Wrights did not notice it yet.

"Serenity, good girl, don't disappoint me." The screen showed the Wrights' living room. A dark, murky look loomed in the bottom of Clark's gaze.