Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
/ Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot Chapter 1207
Chapter 1207: 316: Contest between Two Titans!_4 Chapter 1207: 316: Contest between Two Titans!_4 She used to be a bit sassy too.
But never this lively.
She never had so much time to chat with her.
Viola Thompson was always busy.
Wishing she could spend all 24 hours of the day in the laboratory.
The woman she is now.
Seems more human, more vibrant.
Viola Thompson looked back slightly, “This is the experience of coming back to life, bitch, I almost didn't make it to see you again.”
It was close. Too close.
Her voice was light with no emotion, yet somehow it made people feel sad.
Bella Windham hugged Viola tightly, with a hint of redness in her eyes, “You old fox.”
This was a hug transcending life itself.
“Master, Mrs. Windham, the milk tea is ready!”
Nathaniel Besian, who walked in with the milk tea, paused slightly when he saw this scene.
Uh…
Did he come in at the wrong time?
The next second, Nathaniel Besian turned to leave.
“Hold on.”
Bella Windham suddenly spoke up.
“We're not doing anything inappropriate, why are you running away?”
Nathaniel Besian laughed, “Mrs. Windham, I didn't want to interrupt your moment with Master.”
“Interrupt my ass!”
Nathaniel Besian had long grown used to Bella Windham's manner of speaking. He placed the milk tea on the table and reluctantly served the two.
Bella Windham picked up a cup of milk tea, “This really is good stuff! No wonder so many young people like it!”
As she finished speaking, Bella Windham turned to Viola Thompson, “Old fox, you sure know how to enjoy yourself.”
Viola Thompson smiled faintly.
Just then.
Nathaniel Besian suddenly felt itchy.
And it was getting worse the more he scratched.
Something was strange.
Nathaniel Besian stood up, “Master, Mrs. Windham, I need to step outside for a bit.”
Viola Thompson glanced up and then frowned, “What's wrong with your face?”
“I don't know,” Nathaniel Besian scratched while speaking: “It just feels so itchy.”
“Come over here and let me see.”
“Okay.”
Nathaniel Besian walked over to Viola Thompson and showed her his hand.
Viola Thompson started to examine his pulse.
A moment later, she frowned slightly and looked up at Bella Windham, “Did you poison Bob?”
“Of course!” Bella Windham nodded.
With that said, she added, “We haven't seen each other for such a long time, I have to test your medical skills.”
Nathaniel Besian with a stunned expression: “…”
So, he was the guinea pig then?
Bella Windham looked at Nathaniel Besian and smiled, “Don't worry, little poison, it's not fatal.”
Nathaniel Besian sighed in relief.
Thanks to Mrs. Windham for sparing him.
Nathaniel Besian immediately took a sip of milk tea to steady his nerves.
But then, Bella Windham added, “At most it will just paralyze half your body.”
“Pft!”
Hearing this, Nathaniel Besian spat out the milk tea from his mouth.
Bella Windham patted Nathaniel Besian's shoulder, “As long as the poison is neutralized within three hours, there won't be any lingering effects. I do know my limits!”
Having said this, Bella picked up her packaged milk tea, “Old fox, I have something to take care of. See you in Capital City!”
Watching Bella Windham's retreating figure, Nathaniel Besian felt like crying, “…”
Why was he always the one getting hurt?!
After walking a few steps, Bella seemed to remember something and turned back with a malicious smile, “Don't forget to introduce me to your second brother when we're in Capital City. Don't worry, I promise I won't poison him!”
Viola Thompson: “…”
Why did she have a bad feeling about this?
A moment later, Bella looked back at Viola Thompson, “Master.”
Viola Thompson scratched her head.
That old bitch!
She hasn't changed at all.
But, something did change.
After all, she had a habit of directly poisoning her before.
Viola Thompson stood up from her chair, “Wait, let me go upstairs and get the medicine box.”
“Okay.”
It was only for three minutes.
In that short time, Nathaniel Besian's body had inflated like a balloon.
He watched as he transformed from a hundred-pound beanpole to a three hundred-pound fatso.
Soon.
Footsteps echoed in the air.
Nathaniel Besian looked up, but due to the swelling in his face, he couldn't speak clearly, “Heeelp…”
Viola Thompson took a step back in fear.
Holy shit!
Who was this ugly thing?!
Nathaniel Besian's face had swelled like a pig's head, “Heeelp! It's me! I'm Bob…”
Although Nathaniel Besian was a bit unclear, Viola Thompson still understood and asked unsurely: “Are you Bob?!”
Hearing this, Nathaniel Besian nodded quickly, “It's me! It's me!”
Viola Thompson walked over to the inflated Nathaniel Besian.
“Bob, what happened to you! You're so ugly!”
After saying that last sentence, Viola Thompson quickly changed her tone, “You're so cute!”
Chapter end
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