This time, not only did she fail to secure wealth for the rest of her life, but she might also completely lose her life.
Fristy Davis was afraid of dying; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken such a risky gamble.
But now, she had no better option. She looked to Gemma York for help, hoping he could assist her once more.
As long as he stayed silent, perhaps she could live a few more days, giving her time to think of another plan.
Dylan Young snatched the syringe from Fristy Davis's hand and laughed, "Penicillin, not bad... Knowing Gemma York is allergic to it and deliberately trying to give him this injection, you really planned to send him off properly!"
He turned to Gemma York and said, "Hey, Gemma, see that? Do you still want to protect her? She's here to take your life, and if this shot of penicillin goes in, you'll really be finished."
Gemma York's anger was almost turning into numbness, his eyes were filled with desolation.
