The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1549

"I would think so."

Nathaniel shared the same opinion.

After all, not many people knew this skill. It was definitely not a coincidence that everything had happened together now.

It was always torturous having to wait for time to pass. Nathaniel told Mango to go to bed first, but she couldn't fall asleep. Instead, she felt hungry.

"I'll make you some food."

Nathaniel was okay before she said it, but he felt hungry too once she told him that she was peckish.

"I'll do it."

Mango felt that Nathaniel didn't get enough rest. After all, she had slept for so long, so she planned to go and prepare some food. However, Nathaniel stopped her.

"Stay here. The kitchen reeks of smelly oil."

After saying that, he went downstairs.

Mango's lips curled upward slightly.

Was the smell of cooking oil too strong?

It almost sounded like the oily smell wouldn't be there if he was the one who cooked in the kitchen. However, she loved the feeling of being pampered by him.

Nathaniel made a simple dish. It was two bowls of noodles with eggs. Despite the simplicity, Mango enjoyed the food.

Perhaps this was as the saying goes, love alone is sufficient to fill a man's belly. However, she did not expect to feel like this since she and Nathaniel were already together for many years. After the two of them finished their meal, Mango washed the dishes. This time, Nathaniel didn't stop her.

Bettany arrived at five o'clock in the morning. Nathaniel brought her to the basement straight away.

Marcelo was stunned when he saw Nathaniel coming in with a woman. However, he only leaned sideways since it was not his place to ask questions.

Bettany frowned upon seeing Weston.

"Mr. Ye, he has been poisoned."

"Can you cure him?"

"Yes, but the process is a little troublesome."

Nathaniel nodded after hearing her words. "I'll leave it to you."

After saying that, he took a few steps back.

He still hated poison even though he was now a member of Longford County.

Upon hearing their conversation, Marcelo was stunned.

Very few people knew about poison. For most people, it was a mysterious myth. Moreover, Weston and Marcelo had been together for many years. If Weston was poisoned or something, it would creep Marcelo out just thinking about it.

"Is the poison contagious?"

This was the matter that Marcelo was most concerned about.

Bettany didn't know who he was, but he should not be Nathaniel's enemy since he was not tied up. Hence, she said flatly, "No, it can't spread unless he poisons you on purpose."

After saying that, she ignored Marcelo and began to attentively work on the poison in Weston.

Marcelo wanted to ask more questions, but he could not help but feel uneasy when he noticed that Nathaniel was gloomy.

Did Weston actually poison him?

Marcelo was thinking about this as he tried hard to sense if there was anything wrong with his body.

Nathaniel did not care what was on his mind. He only cared about Weston staying alive.

Bettany was a professional in curing poison. However, Weston still convulsed in pain and almost bit his tongue in the process.

Nathaniel ordered his men to hold Weston down. Bettany looked cold and indifferent. She seemed oblivious to Weston's pain as she said to Nathaniel, "This kind of poison is of the lowest level. It is used to punish people who are disobedient. When it kicks in, people will feel their internal organs all twisted up. It's so painful that some even commit suicide. It is also a way to control others. Generally speaking, this kind of poison is placed into the body in the form of an insect's egg. Then it'll grow in the body gradually. Under normal circumstances, he will experience no problem unless someone messes with the worm." Nathaniel frowned slightly as he asked, "So will they know if we cure him?"

"No, it's not a deadly poison. It is meant for torture. So even if you cure him, they won't be aware of it. However, there's a problem."

As Bettany spoke, she cut the area where the red line was protruded. Then quickly used the tweezer that was soaked in alcohol to pull out a thin, blue worm visible to the naked eye.

The bug struggled and twisted around to make an escape, but Bettany quickly threw it into a plate next to her. There was some liquid in the plate. After the bug was thrown inside, whirls of white smoke rose into the air. Then the blue worm melted before their eyes.

Marcelo's mouth was gaping in shock upon seeing this.

Good lord!

Did this really exist?

He felt like his senses and knowledge had been renewed.

Bettany and Nathaniel were too busy to care about what Marcelo was thinking. Bettany threw a pill into Weston's mouth swiftly and it melted in no time.

She continued, "Well, our current problem is that there were more than one insect eggs back then. Some grew at the same time, but some would pause as the others grew. I can't be sure if there was only one worm in his body. So it'll depend on luck."

Nathaniel's eyebrows were wrinkled in frustration.

This was really troublesome.

"If there are two worms and we've gotten rid of one, when will the other one grow up?"

"It'll take three months to half a year."

"If there is any problem during this period, will he die?"

"Yes, he will."

Nathaniel was a little conflicted upon hearing Bethany's words, but he still said quickly, "Then let's hurry up. Even if he is going to die tomorrow, today we have to get the information from him. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The other people nodded instantly.

Since Bettany was here, Nathaniel did not intend to let her go back again. Moreover, she was good at this, so she would be useful to keep around.

"Go upstairs and make yourself home in one of the guest rooms. I may need your help tomorrow morning."

"Yes, sir."

Bettany did not ask other questions. She packed her things and left.

Marcelo was still in shock. When he saw Bettany leave, he asked uneasily, "Um, regarding Weston, he..."

"Did you see that worm?"

Nathaniel glanced at Marcelo calmly. The latter suddenly felt the hair on his neck standing on end.

"I... I saw it."

"If you want to know what it feels like to have a worm in your body, I don't mind asking Bettany to get you one."

Marcelo was so frightened by Nathaniel's words that he almost staggered to the ground.

"Mr. Ye, I work for you with all my heart. I'm telling the truth. I don't think I need a worm."

Cold sweat was trickling down his forehead as he spoke.

He was grossed out by the thought of having a bug that feasted on his blood every day in his body.

That was what Nathaniel wanted to hear.

"Be loyal to me. After all, I've spent a lot of effort to protect you from Master Mo. Do you really think that he will let you off the hook? Now that you are useful, he can turn a blind eye and let me bring you around. But once this matter ends, do you think you'll be able to survive?"

Nathaniel was not afraid to be honest to Marcelo.

Marcelo was a smart guy. He knew what to do in order to stay alive.

In fact, many people were like him in the world, but there were also many who loathed adapting to their surroundings. Nathaniel liked the fact that no matter where Marcelo was, he was always able to integrate into his environment quickly even when

his heart was full of resentment.

Otherwise, how could Marcelo have lived in the slums for eight years straights considering his former identity? Besides, he had adapted to it pretty well.

Marcelo's legs shook and gave way this time.

He slumped on the ground and said with teary eyes, "Mr. Ye, please spare me. I promise I'll be your loyal subordinate from now on. I'll do whatever you want me to do." "Remember what you said today. I expect you to keep your promise. Now follow what Bettany did. Find a room and rest there. There is still work to do tomorrow."

Nathaniel was not harsh to him.

"Yes, sir."

Marcelo didn't want to stay here at all, so he left the basement hastily.

Since Weston had just been cured of the poison, he needed rest to replenish his strength. Therefore, he would be unconscious for a while. Even if Nathaniel wanted some information, Weston wouldn't be able to answer his questions now.

He looked at Weston as he said to the person next to him, "Look at him carefully. He'll have four hours to rest. After four hours, I hope to hear something useful from him." "Yes, Mr. Ye."

Nathaniel stood up as he left the basement.

When Mango saw Bettany, she knew that she had finished dealing with the matter. So she couldn't help but ask, "How did it go?"

"It went well, but something unexpected happened. We'll have to see tomorrow."

Bettany answered her question respectfully.

Mango saw the exhaustion in her eyes and couldn't help but say, "Go back and get some rest. We'll talk after you're done resting."

"Okay."

Not long after Bettany returned to her room, Marcelo came out as well. However, his face was ashen and his whole body was trembling. When he saw Mango, he greeted her casually and went to the guest

room.

Mango poured a cup of coffee for herself. Then, she saw that Nathaniel was back as well.

Nathaniel frowned when he saw the coffee in Mango's hand. However, he stopped what he was about to say when he saw how happy she was. Then he immediately removed the coffee machine.

Mango could not help but pursed her lips when she saw his childish behavior.

He was really...

She shook her head and saw him take a glass of warm water from the kitchen.

She let out a sigh inwardly. She passed the unfinished coffee to him and took the water over from his hand.

It was tasteless and bland, but Nathaniel had been most intolerant of her drinking coffee. She dared not to test her luck further. After all, she had to take care of her body. If something bad really happened, Nathaniel would be worried and she would be the one who suffered.

Mango drank a mouthful of water slowly before Nathaniel said, "It'll be a while before Weston tells us everything. Do you want to go get some sleep?"

"I miss our son."

Mango was worried about Walter and Deborah, but now there was no clue as to where they were at all. Weston was their only shot. They had to wait for him to wake up.

She suddenly remembered that Zion had asked if she would be here for a while. He had also bought mangos for her. Did that mean he was in Y Country ad well?

Nathaniel was more or less jealous when he heard Mango's words. However, how could he have the heart to turn her down and risk her displeasure? Walter and Deborah's matter had been delayed, which was enough to upset her. If seeing their son could cheer her up, it would be a good bargain.

"Sure, I'll send someone to pick him up."

Mango was taken aback by the information.

"Do you know where Zion is now?"