"Ruby!"
Ruby Mercer fainted from the excessive mental pressure.
Though, in the past two years, Benjamin Murray helped Ruby Mercer with her body recovery, trying to restore her health to its previous state.
But the damage was too severe, otherwise she wouldn't have fainted so suddenly.
While Ruby Mercer was resting in the hospital,
Christopher Moore arranged a private meeting with Nathan White.
"Christopher, it's been a long time!" Nathan White extended his right hand with a smile.
Christopher Moore didn't stand up, he simply lifted his head, looking coldly at Nathan White.
Nathan White didn't seem to mind Christopher Moore's attitude either.
He merely chuckled lightly and sat down naturally.
"The antidote."
Christopher Moore spat out the words coldly, seemingly uninterested in saying more.
Nathan White's smile froze, "Mr. Moore, what are you talking about? I..."
"The antidote." Christopher Moore repeated mechanically.
