Paris Arden-Nicholson didn't waste any more time, he tilted his head back and drank the poison from the bottle in one gulp.
Scott Harris watched as he drank it all down, then withdrew the gun pressed against his waist.
The first thing Paris did after drinking the poison was to quickly fork a big strawberry into his mouth, earnestly suggesting to Baron Lawrence, "I think the taste of this poison is bad, too bitter. It affects the mood of the person drinking it. If you could make it fruit-flavored, that would be better."
Two black lines slide down Scott Harris's forehead.
Is this person thick-skinned or just brainless?
Who would even care about the flavor of poison?
Should they make a few different flavors for people to choose from?
"If you're idle, you could try it." Baron Lawrence was the only one unfazed by his suggestion, "The premise is you focus on treating the person I want you to treat."
