Chapter 5: Bloody Killing.

Osmond never thought that a simple glass of wine could impact his body so greatly.

When he first arrived at Rebecca's Muslin, his first thought was to scout the situation and get rid of all possible witnesses, but the unfathomability of it all left him gobsmacked, unsure of how to proceed.

If their enterprise chains could obtain this recipe, then their sales in Central would absolutely go boom for the next few months or even the next few years. However, even after mulling over the taste of his buds, he couldn't pinpoint the exact resources invested in such a creation.

Everyone around could tell that he was feeling exceptionally good about himself as he downed the remaining two-thirds of the glass in one swig after the other, his face adopting a deep shade of red while his eyes glazed over.

"Are you okay?"