Chapter 668

Seth pointed to another row of vials. “The antidotes are over there.”
Both the poisons and antidotes were labeled with numbers, making it impossible to distinguish which was which.
Seth looked at Nash and continued, “What do you think of my proposal?”
Nash turned his gaze back to Seth. “Does it have to be a collaboration?”
Seth smiled. “You’re about to marry my daughter. I consider you family. If you’re unwilling, it shows you don’t respect me.”
At his words, Seth’s men began to shift, ready to draw their guns.
Miranda, still worried, pleaded, “Dad, Nash is definitely on my side.”
She continued to persuade, “Nash, just listen to my dad. He saved you. As long as no one says anything, no one will know what you’re up to. You don’t have to worry about being exposed!” Her thoughts were always hopeful.
Nash simply observed his surroundings. The vials were well-protected, and there likely wouldn’t be any issues.
“Nash, you still haven’t answered me,” Seth pressed.
Nash asked, “Where’s the antidote?”
Seth feigned ignorance. “What antidote?”
Nash’s voice turned icy. “The antidote for Nina.”
Seth’s expression darkened. “You’re still hung up on her.”
Nash replied, “I started all this for the antidote, didn’t I?”
Miranda, now confused, turned to her father. “Dad, is the antidote here? Just give it to Nash. Once he has it, he’ll break off his ties with Nina!”
This was the outcome she most desired. She was convinced of Nash’s feelings for her.
Seth, however, sensed something amiss. “If he truly cared about you, he wouldn’t be concerned with another woman!”
The guns were once again pointed at Nash.
Nash smirked, locking eyes with Seth. “Your whereabouts are so secretive. How else would I have found your hideout without this trick? All I want is the antidote!”
Just then, one of Seth’s men burst in and reported, “Sir, a car is following us!”
Realization dawned on Seth as he glared at Nash. “You did this on purpose!” Nash responded, “You have to go into the lion’s den to catch the lion.”
Furious, Seth drew his gun, intending to shoot Nash.
Nash quickly dove behind the sofa to avoid the attack.
“Ah-” Miranda screamed, startled by the sudden violence. Seeing Nash in danger, she pleaded, “Dad, no! Don’t kill him!”
She threw herself in front of Seth, her emotions clouding her judgment.
Seth looked at her, exasperated. “Can’t you see? He’s using you!”
Miranda, tears streaming, remained in denial. “No, he just wants the antidote. He loves me, Dad…”
Seth, frustrated, pushed her aside forcefully. Miranda fell hard to the ground.
Gunfire erupted outside once again. The force arriving to storm the factory was double that which had taken down Sawyer’s lair. They had meticulously planned to secure the area swiftly and effectively. James stepped out of the car and warned Nina, “Ma’am, stay here and don’t get out. We’ll handle this quickly.”
“I understand,” Nina replied, though the sound of gunfire made her anxious. She clenched her sleeves tightly, unable to shake her worry for Nash.
She looked towards the abandoned factory.
It appeared deserted from the outside, but the second and third floors were covered with black cloth, concealing whatever activities were happening within.