CHAPTER 2187

“It hurts, Aunt Bonnie… It hurts so much…” Bonnie’s heart broke at the sight of this. She held June

close to her and glared at the two servants, who were restrained by the guards.

“Who the hell ordered you two to do this? How can you do this to a six-year-old child?” The woman

leaning against the cushions shot Bonnie a cold look but did not reply.

The other one, however, stammered, “W-We were just following Mr. Simms’ orders! He told us to cut

the flesh off her arms…and then…mail them to her father…

“That way…her father will be willing to hand over what Mr. Simms wanted to save his daughter!”

Jim furrowed his brows upon hearing this. “What does Christopher have that’s so important to Quentin

that he’ll do anything to get him to hand it over?”

Jim did not understand this. Christopher was just a doctor, so what did he have with him that was so

irresistible to Quentin?

“I…I don’t know.” The servant lowered her head. This belongs to : ©.

“All I heard is that…this little girl’s father possesses the recipe to a poison t-that can erase a person’s

memories and put them under the control of the giver of the drug.” Bonnie’s entire body froze upon

hearing this. Was this not the same poison that Jim had been put under?

She suddenly recalled that when she met Christopher the day before, he had declared to her excitedly

that he was in the process of formulating an antidote that would restore Jim’s memories.

Did this mean that the recipe of the original drug was in Christopher’s hands? Was that why he was

able to formulate a corresponding antidote? Bonnie could feel her scalp crawl at the thought of this.

Quentin had intended to use June to threaten Christopher into handing over the recipe!

Bonnie had always known that Jim was a strong and mentally resilient man, but even someone like him

had fallen victim to the poison. As a result, he had lost most of his memories and was put under

Charlotte’s control, subject to her whims and fancies.

If… If Quentin were to get his hands on this drug and manufacture it for his selfish means, the

consequences would be dire! As soon as she thought of this, Bonnie bit her lip nervously pulled June

into her arms.

“I won’t let you do this…” Jim furrowed his brows when he saw this. He, too, had connected the dots

and figured out what Quentin wanted from Christopher.

Was this what Christopher had meant when he said he had something important to take care of? Was

formulating the antidote to this drug the important task Christopher had mentioned?

Jim sighed and glanced at the little girl in Bonnie’s arms. “Bring her upstairs and tend to her wounds.”

Bonnie nodded.

She got up, carrying June in her arms, but after just taking two steps, she suddenly froze. She paused

in her steps and turned to glance at Jim, then at their surroundings.

“June is the only one imprisoned here… Where’s Charlotte?”

“I’ve already found her.” Jim curled his lips into a smile. He turned to glance at the servant sitting in

silence on the cushion.

“Don’t you agree?”