A Spoonful of Sugar: Don’t Beg for Love

Chapter 545

"Yo, girl, you’ve come." Seeing that it was Hesper, Professor Miles did not find it particularly novel, so

he was direct. "Rickard just fell asleep. He probably won’t be waking up for quite some time."

Hesper remained silent for a moment but then followed Professor Miles through the door.

Professor Miles had obviously gotten very familiar with this place. He poured Hesper a glass of water

and sighed. "You should be able to see Rickard’s condition. I've tried every possible means to delay the

onset of the poison, but the outcomes have been minimal."

Hesper frowned. "Is there still no news from Julian?"

"Like a cowardly tortoise, he’s shrunk into his shell, waiting for Rickard’s death to appear on the news

headlines." Professor Miles sighed again. "If Rickard weren't poisoned by Julian, I would’ve left this

place instead of studying the formula of the poison and antidote day in and day out. I feel like vomiting

every time I see the names of herbs and drugs."

"If you don't find a way to cure him, how much longer will Rickard have?"

"One month at most."

Although she had imagined the worst-case scenario multiple times, Hesper’s heart still skipped a beat

when she heard how pitifully short the time Rickard had left was. "Are your research and studies still

going nowhere?"

Professor Miles nodded, shattering Hesper’s wishful thinking. "If I’d discovered something through my NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

studies, I wouldn’t have let him continue to lay on the bed."

Hesper pursed her lips. "I’ll find a way to locate Julian."

After learning about Rickard’s current condition from Professor Miles, Hesper left and went back home,

thinking about contacting Myriade.

She had to admit, although Myriade had hurt her and Renfrew very deeply, the girl probably provided

them with more information because of guilt.

However, if this was the case, she would definitely have to go through Renfrew in order to get to

Myriade.

"Sigh..."

‘If it weren't for these special circumstances, I would rather not have involved Ren.’

...

When she got back to the apartment in the evening, Hesper keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Because the apartment building was very tall, everyone usually took the elevator to go upstairs, so the

voice-activated lamps installed on the wall of the stairwell were rarely turned on.

Hesper lived on the third floor, which was neither too high nor too low.

But if there was an elevator, why would any residents take the stairs to the third or fourth floor?

Hesper’s close-quarters kickboxing ability had become quite decent. She was so good at it that even

Seth admitted that she had tenacity. She was also very smart and unafraid of pain, which was how she

had mastered most of the skills much faster than most people.

Although she was still no match for those who had practiced it for many years, going against two to

three ordinary people would not be a problem for her at all.

Thinking of this, Hesper stopped being cautious and walked over directly.

Julie and Sophia were staring at Hesper’s apartment door when they suddenly heard Hesper’s voice

come from behind. "How long have you two been waiting at my doorstep?"

Hearing the familiar voice, both the mother and daughter felt a chill shoot up their spine. When they

turned around, they saw Hesper gazing at them with a half-smile.

"Julie McCall and Sophia Duval, it’s been a long time."