Chapter 82: You didn't fall in love with me, did you?

"One week at the earliest?"

The doctor's forehead was covered in a fine sheen of cold sweat. "Yes, yes, Young Master."

Thomas Shannon leaned forward slightly, his pitch-black eyes as sharp and piercing as a blade. "I pay you all a fortune, and this is the efficiency I get?"

THUMP!

The doctor dropped straight to his knees. "Young Master, the toxin in the maniac's body is truly unheard of, so it requires a longer time to deal with. Please forgive me!"

Thomas flicked the ash from his cigarette, his expression dark. "Get out!"

Trembling all over, the doctor got up and left the study room.

Charlie River was secretly trying to fathom his young master's thoughts. Could it be... that he's genuinely interested in the maniac?

"Charlie River, investigate City T's asylum. See if there's anything fishy about it."

Charlie River's face was solemn. "Yes, Young Master!"