Liam suddenly feels his throat go dry. He didn't know how they obtained the antidote, but he knew someone would appear to bring it every Friday, and they only sent one dose. They don't keep antidote stock in this place.
It seems he still can't escape his death, even though this woman already offered him a chance.
Liam clenches his fist tightly before saying, "Ma'am, just kill me..." he murmured faintly. There's no need to plead for his life; he is sure this woman will never let him go.
Rosalie was a little surprised by his words.
'Is he lying?' she wondered, narrowing her eyes at him, attempting to discern if he was telling the truth.
However, seeing his seriousness, her heart sank as if falling into a deep abyss. What she feared was becoming a reality. She didn't have time; eventually, she would die because of this deadly poison.
'How on earth does this man not know either?' She vented her frustration inwardly.
