Chapter 156

"What…" Neil was gritting his teeth in disappointment, but he soon glared viciously at Frank. "You win this time. Now give me the antidote." "What?" Frank shrugged. "Neither of us agreed to provide antidotes." "W-What are you talking about?" Neil stared at Frank in blank disbelief—was Frank going to let him die?! Frank shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Turnbull. But I'm under no obligation to help you." "Frank Lawrence!" Paul strode up to him, barking, "Know when not to push it—think of your future, won't you?" "Haha!" Frank laughed without a care. "Are you really talking about the future? It's already a question as to whether he survives tonight." "Guh…" Paul was immediately left stumped. At the same time, Neil was tearing up in agony and crawled toward Walter to hug his leg as he cried, "Please, Uncle Walter… save me! Make him give me the antidote! I'm going to die!" Walter was left at a loss, but he had no choice but to turn toward Frank with a pleading look. "Please be mag