The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 404 Time Flies

The news of Mr. Clark's death was not propagated due to his unique identity.

It did not cause even the slightest stir.

Common people were unaware that an old man that had appeared so ordinary had actually been the real culprit behind the scenes.

However, the identity of Mr. Clark could not be hidden from those determined to find out.

Joseph Shaw combined the information he had gathered and the news reports he had read to figure out Mr. Clark's identity.

Mr. Clark... was dead?

Joseph's pupils constricted and condensed ever so slightly. Where was the antidote for the Errol Virus then?

He contacted Julian Shaw at once.

Julian had predicted the call. Before Joseph could ask, he said in a calm and composed manner, "Yes, M r. Clark was indeed the King. He is dead, but I only have the simplified version instead of the full version of the antidote."

Joseph digested the information he had learned for a moment before he said suspiciously, "You don’t have the full version of the antidote? Julian Shaw, you're not going to burn this bridge after crossing it, right? I helped you capture Mr. Clark this time at the very least."

"When have I ever gone back on my promises?" Julian sounded rather tired. "Your subordinates are going to have the flare-up soon too, right? I can send over the preparation method for the simplified

version of the antidote to you. You can make it yourself, or you can ask me for the complete product. It’s up to you."

Julian was very straightforward about wanting to hand over the preparation method for the simplified version of the antidote. Plus, he did not seem to be feigning his lethargy. Joseph could not help believing him a little.

He pursed his lips and said, "I'm afraid that I won’t be able to prepare the antidote on my own in time, so I might need to trouble you to supply 1,030 doses to me. After that, I will produce it myself."

"Sure," answered Julian straightforwardly. "Give me a n address and I shall order someone to deliver the antidote. I shall send over the preparation method to you later."

Joseph acknowledged that and then asked slightly hesitantly, "Julian, why are you giving it to me just like that? What are your conditions?"

Julian scoffed coldly. "You did me a favor and I promised you the antidote in return. There's no need for me to ask for more conditions. However, your favor to me will be considered repaid after this incident. If I encounter you again from now on, I'm still going to come after you for abducting Susie and Chessie without fail."

Joseph raised an eyebrow and burst out laughing suddenly.

"What are you laughing about?” Julian furrowed his brows.

"Nothing important.” Joseph relaxed his expression." I'll be waiting for the day you will come after me.

However, you won't be able to locate me that easily from now on. I already chose the path of betrayal the day I chose to work with you. I've already lost my place. Besides, I do not need to be under those people’s control now that I have the antidote.”

"Where are you planning to go?" asked Julian.

"Don’t know yet. I'm still at sea now," Joseph said calmly. "I took 3,000 crew members with me when I departed. I have excellent weapons and adequate funds and I can even perhaps build a small organization for fun.”

"Then I shall wish you all the best," said Julian nonchalantly.

He had never expected that he and Joseph would be able to converse in such a calm manner one day.

"Thank you, cousin.” Joseph chuckled.

"It was nothing." Julian hesitated for a moment before he said, "There's one more thing that I need to tell you.

The simplified version of the antidote is not effective for a lifetime. It will lose its effect in five years at most."

"What?" Shock flashed past Joseph’s eyes involuntarily.

Julian told him about Mr. Clark's statement once again.

Joseph’s entire body trembled!

Susan Shelby had just been infected recently so she still had five years’ time.

However, the subordinates under his leadership had already been infected for close to three years. Without the full version of the antidote, would they only live for two more years?

"The Errol Virus is an unprecedentedly complex virus that even the inventor of the virus, Mr. Clark, was incapable of producing a full antidote for," Julian said i n a deep voice. "I've gathered the most

outstanding virologists and pathologists to set up a laboratory and study this virus specifically. If the laboratory manages to develop the full version of the antidote in the next few years, I'll let you know."

"Alright." Joseph's hand clenched into a fist ever so slightly. "TH be looking for ways to eradicate the infection too. If I find a way, I’ll notify you as well."

He would not let his subordinates, who had risked their lives working with him for so many years, die for nothing.

Joseph hung up the call.

He looked at the subordinates around him and cracked a smile. "Prepare to dock. Julian will be sending over the antidote." All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"There's an antidote now?" Joy emerged on Rainn's face.

He had been worried about the imminent flare-up for the past few days.

"Yes. Even though it's only the simplified version of the antidote, Julian has already given the prescription to us. There's no need for us to worry anymore," said Joseph with a smile. He did not mention that the simplified version of the antidote had its own time limit.

No need to worry anymore?

The group of people cheered.

Joseph gazed into the distance with profound worry i n his eyes.

He had only two years left.

He could only choose to lead his subordinates to a deserted place and set up an estate there. Perhaps, they would be able to experience a miracle and build their future there.

Three years later, in a pink room...

A little girl stretched out a hand in an attempt to grab the piggy bank on the table.

She reached here and there but did not manage to grab it so she ran around loudly, found a chair, and stepped on it carefully.

This time, she managed to grab hold of the piggy bank at last.

Her face cracked into a brilliant smile. She wrapped her arms around the piggy bank and then loosened her grip. A crack was heard before the content of the piggy bank was spilled on the floor.

All sorts of notes and coins covered the floor at once. There were also a few bank cards.

The girl sat on the ground and began sorting and counting her assets.

"One card, two cards, three cards. Mommy said that there's one million in each bank card, so I have 3 million here," the girl muttered in a childish voice." Three million? Is it enough? Forget it, I better take all my money."

The girl found a small fabric sack and placed all the money inside.

"Chessie!" Her mother's voice came from downstairs.

"Coming!" Chessie answered before she ran downstairs in a moment.

"Don't run, walk slowly!" Susan could not help nagging upon seeing Chessie running about.

Chesney Shaw slowed down her steps obediently but ran over to Susan soon. "Mommy, what time is daddy coming home today?"

"Daddy is a little busy today, so he's not coming back for dinner. I'll play with you, Chesney." Susan gave her a gentle smile.