CHAPTER 784: CHAPTER 784: A TWO-PRONGED PLAN

According to Hugo Griffin, trapping Clara Thornton is certainly good, but we need to find someone brave enough; ordinary people wouldn’t dare take this step.

"I heard Thomas Quincy is also helping Eleanor Sterling, so when the time comes, let’s find a way to send her to Henry Foster’s room, the Quincy Family’s nemesis.

What do you think he’ll do if he mistakes Clara Thornton for Thomas Quincy’s woman?"

Hugo Griffin’s smile was sinister as he hummed, "If Clara Thornton suffers a crushing blow because of Henry Foster, Eleanor Sterling will definitely blame Thomas Quincy. By then, we’ll resolve two people at once."

Rosalie Ray, hearing the complete plan, felt that Hugo Griffin was indeed formidable.

She quickly praised, "Your mind is indeed sharp, being able to come up with such a two-bird, one-stone plan."

Hugo Griffin pinched her, letting out a cold laugh.

"Of course, that’s who I am."

He was able to marry Winona Keating of the Keating Family while being just a driver, his mind is indeed sharp and full of ideas.

Rosalie Ray felt she had truly found a good assistant for Giselle Keating, making her no longer worry about keeping Eleanor Sterling at bay.

"How’s Tristan Keating? Has he announced that Eleanor Sterling is the Keating Family’s daughter?" Hugo Griffin asked.

Rosalie Ray laughed, "No, lately Giselle has been diligently paying tribute to him, and now he feels soft-hearted towards her, having not yet announced it."

"Good, have Giselle keep it up, and once we settle Eleanor Sterling, we won’t have to worry about these issues anymore."

"Alright, I’ll instruct Giselle."

As Hugo Griffin spoke, his hands became restless.

Having tasted the sweetness last time, unable to make trouble outside, he could only be extra attentive to Rosalie Ray.

Rosalie Ray naturally played coy, and the two soon found themselves back on the bed.

...

Inside the laboratory, Elder Sawyer, Brian Zane, and others were still studying the toxin, always trying their best to develop an antidote.

Thomas Quincy leaned lazily against the door frame, saying, "I say your current puzzle is Scarlet Prelude’s antidote, but what if I tell you I have a way to save Eleanor Sterling?"

Several turned to look at him, their expressions amazed.

"You have a way?"

Clara Thornton frowned, unable to stop herself from rolling her eyes, muttering, "This person is so disgusting, watching us run around in circles for days, having a solution without sharing it—does he find our panic amusing?"

Thomas Quincy naturally heard her words, narrowing his eyes, he hummed, "Clara Thornton, I heard that."

"So what if you heard? Did I say anything wrong? I think you did it on purpose."

"No."

Elder Sawyer raised his hand, "Alright, you two stop arguing." He looked at Thomas Quincy, saying, "What is the method you’re talking about?"

Thomas Quincy slowly spoke, "Scarlet Prelude works within the bloodstream and won’t affect other organs. As long as we remove it from its blood-source, complete healing is possible without needing any antidote."

His method involves a blood transfusion, replacing all the blood, ensuring complete cure.

"But Alaric Faulkner is..." Elder Sawyer’s words stopped in haste! Suddenly, he exclaimed in surprise, "I got it! Alaric Faulkner is of a rare blood type, but Eleanor isn’t. The Keating Family has five or six people, drawing a bit of blood from each is enough for Eleanor’s use!"

Previously, this method was considered but intended for Alaric Faulkner.

Never realizing Eleanor Sterling instead, and at the time unaware that Eleanor was part of the Keating Family!

Now, with Thomas Quincy’s revelation, it was like being struck by a bolt of enlightenment, solving the dilemma instantly.

Clara Thornton, upon hearing this, was first stunned before smiling.

"We were all stuck in a maze, not thinking about anything else. As long as Eleanor survives, finding a man with two legs isn’t difficult, the priority is saving one if possible."

Thomas Quincy gave her a disdainful look, coldly thinking: this woman is truly heartless; whoever marries her is in danger of her wishing them dead to inherit the family fortune.