Chapter 341 This Must Be A Dream, Right?
Beau glanced at Vincent, who was inside the glass door in the distance, and then looked at Nyree in front of him.
He finally realized how terrifying she was.
The reason why Nyree was so scary was not that she could easily see through his disguise, nor was it that she was good at poisoning people.
Instead, it was... her indifference and ruthlessness.
Logically speaking, Nyree had liked Vincent for so many years, and Vincent had almost become her obsession.
She would do all kinds of incredible things for Vincent.
But even so, she would still be very cold-blooded and poison Vincent.
Vincent was the man she cared and wanted most.
What about the others?
If it was someone she didn't care about and didn't want.
Would she be more ruthless and not take life seriously?
At this time, the phone in Nyree's hand rang.
She frowned and pressed the hands-free key coldly.
A man's frightened voice came from the other end of the line.
"K, this child... there's something wrong with him!"
Nyree frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
"This child, although he looks exactly like Demarion, but..."
"His blood does not contain any components that can extend the man's life."
"That is to say..."
"This child is not Demarion. It's his twin brothers, Braint..."
The air in the room suddenly dropped to the freezing point when the man said the name Braint.
Nyree frowned and threw her phone on the wall. She turned around and glared at Beau. "This child is not Demarion!"
Beau narrowed his eyes and laughed coldly. "Do you think I won't be able to guess why you only wanted Demarion and not Braint?"
"Do you think I'll bring Demarion here when I've almost figured out your purpose?"
Nyree glared at him and clenched her fists.
"Beau!"
"You're courting death!"
Facing the woman's enlarged and distorted face, Beau looked up at her with a cold smile. "Miss Kong, you're already so old. Why are you still so naive?"
Nyree's face twisted even more.
She gritted her teeth and glared at Beau with a twisted face. "Do you think I have no way to deal with you?"
After that, she picked up the phone directly. "Come in!"
As soon as she finished her words, several burly men in black rushed in and subdued Beau.
No matter how powerful Beau's martial arts was, this was still Nyree's territory.
It was difficult for him to fight two people by himself, let alone five or six people.
He was finally pressed on the table and couldn't move.
All of this was beyond Beau's imagination.
He did not think that Nyree would see through his flaw, nor did he think that Nyree would be so cold.
"Beau..."
Nyree held a bottle of medicine in her hand with a sneer and smiled faintly. "Aren't you curious why I told you that I gave Vincent medicine?"
Beau instinctively felt that her tone was a little off, but he could not pinpoint exactly what it was.
"You guys."
Nyree changed into a comfortable position and gracefully leaned back in her chair. She looked at Beau's face indifferently and said in a proud and lonely voice,
"Feed him the medicine, give him the whole bottle!"
Beau furrowed his eyebrows and struggled with all his might, but he was unable to break free.
Finally, he was pressed on the table, and several men in black poured the medicine into his mouth.
However, Beau did not eat a single bit.
"Mother!"
Seeing how her beloved man was treated like this, Leah finally couldn't bear it and knelt down in front of Nyree. "Don't treat him like this!"
"Mr. Benton hasn't recovered his senses yet. Wait until he does. He knows that if his son is treated like this, he will hate you!"
Nyree snorted coldly before standing up and striding towards Leah. She grabbed Leah's jaw and lifted her head, "What's wrong? Are you feeling heartache?"
"Do you really think that Beau will like you?"
"Save it!"
"He approached you because you look exactly the same as his mother!"
"In this world, as long as he is a normal man, he won't be with a woman who looks exactly like his own mother!"
Nyree's words caused Leah's eyes to widen.
"But mother... you didn't... say that before..."
The middle-aged woman sneered. "If I told you the truth, would you still try to seduce Beau?"
She looked at the girl who she raised up, and the coldness in her eyes was increasing. "Do you know what I like to see the most?"
"To see you with Nyree's face seducing her own son."
"I tried my best to make you look like Nyree. What do you think is the reason?"
"Of course it's because I wanted to see you and her own son have a relationship!"
After which, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at the men who were pouring medicine into Beau's mouth. "Stop."
Nyree released Leah's chin and coldly walked in front of Beau. She laughed in a condescending manner, "Since he doesn't take this medicine, then don't take it."
"Seeing him as crazy as his father, wanting to eat his son... that won't make me happy."
After that, she took out two needles from the closet. "This is a special medicine."
"After ten minutes, your heart will itch."
Nyree's gaze was ice cold, " Imprison Beau and then lock him up with Leah."
"I'd like to see whether he could resist the heart-piercing itch or not, or he would do it with a woman who looked exactly the same as his mother!"
Beau gritted his teeth and glared at her. "Despicable."
"You just realized it?"
Nyree yawned and turned to look at Braint, who was strangled by Vincent on the neck and looked pale. "Lock him up and serve him well."
"I have to use him as an experiment to see if I can cultivate the things on Demarion."
After that, the woman turned and left.
Beau was injected with the medicine and locked up with Leah in a prison surrounded by surveillance.
"Clatter!" The instant the cell's door lock was locked, Leah finally recovered from her stupor.
She silently glanced at Beau, as if she were a puppet without a soul. "I just..."
"I think I had a dream."
Everything that happened just now must have been a dream, right?
If not in a dream, her mother who raised her up and doted on her the most...
How could she say that sort of thing to her?
Beau snorted. "Do you still think that Nyree treats you like her own daughter?"
"She's just using you."
Leah bit her lips and looked up at Beau.
His face was already red.
She could feel that he was forcing himself to endure something.
She looked at Beau's face and shook her head. "No, Mother still cares about me."
"She's not treating me well..."
"Perhaps it's because she feels that I didn't do something according to her request."
"Such as..."
Leah let out a deep breath and directly bent over to throw herself at Beau, "If I listen to her and sleep with you, and let Mother see your unethical side..."
"Will she be able to treat me like before?"
After that, Leah directly moved closer to Beau's lips—
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