Chapter 353

Felicia had clearly underestimated Mike's shameless persistence. For someone who always seemed the perfect gentleman—polished, composed, and annoyingly polite—Mike had a hidden streak of stubborn audacity. When Kerry tried to show him the door politely, Mike casually brushed it off and followed Felicia all the way into the storeroom. Kerry hovered awkwardly nearby, unsure whether she should physically intervene. Ultimately, she decided against it. After all, this was Mike, not some random troublemaker. Still, she kept a watchful eye. Felicia paid no attention to her unwanted guest, focusing on the colorful powders spread out on the table in front of her. The air was heavy with a strange, medicinal aroma. "What's that?" Mike asked, leaning closer to the array of red, yellow, blue, and green powders. He reached out, curiosity getting the better of him. "It smells... interesting. Mind if I—" "Poison," Felicia said with a faint smile, not looking up. "Deadly stuff. One touch an