"Don't be so optimistic." Yvonne spoke slowly, with much difficulty, "Christian got someone to formulate this poison. It may be slow-acting, but its effect is deadly.
It does not cause death directly but instead will chip away at your immune system.
After a few doses, your immune system will obviously be compromised. For example... you might fall seriously ill once you catch a chill.
It'll take a long time to recover once you fall sick and you will slowly die from various afflictions. Even if, by some chance, you do not fall sick, the poison will still act up after three months and kill you."
"Immune system?" Jake's eyes darkened visibly at those words.
"Where is the antidote?" Michael shook Yvonne forcefully, reminding her that she was still at his mercy.
Yvonne laughed bitterly, "I had planned to use the antidote to exchange for my life, but I don't want to live anymore. Michael, your children can accompany me to the netherworld!"
