Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 226: Creating An Antidote

It was the next morning when the doctors finally called for Brooke. She had been in strict isolation for a full day, refusing to take anyone’s calls or messages. The staff had tried to present her with dinner, but she kept her door locked, until a maid came with a summon from Doctor Anders.

Following the sound of the elevator’s ding, Brooke raised her teary gaze from the floor to the room of people in front of her. On each sides, the maids were lined up, heading each line stood Gilbert and Hannah respectively.

"Mrs Grayson." They slightly bowed their heads as Brooke walked towards them, a maid next to her supporting her balance.

"How is he?" Brooke immediately asked, her fingers clutched so tightly onto her skirt it caused wrinkling on the fabric.

Doctor Anders kept her head hung to her shoulder, in line with the solemn tone of the atmosphere. Brooke surveyed the faces of the doctors, the soulless looks in their eyes and the overall frowns they sported.

Brooke marched towards Anders, "H-Hey, I asked you a question! How is my husband-"

The doctor inserted, "The poison in his system has spread too far," she placed her hand to her chest, the other doctors did the same. "I’m sorry, but we can’t-"

Brooke’s lips quivered, "No...No...that can’t be." She muttered under her breath, shaking her head slowly from side to side.

Anders continued, "We couldn’t get our hands on the original drug to create an antidote-"

Her hands fell to her ears, "Stop it. Please..." her voice cracked, her knees wobbled and her tears drowned the swells of her cheeks.

"I am deeply sorry Mrs Grayson, but the situation is at its worst. Mr Grayson is currently on his last legs." She said, causing Brooke to fall miserably to the floor.

Hannah rushed over to her, "Mrs Grayson, please get a hold of yourself!" She cried, hugging Brooke to her chest.

Gilbert turned to the doctor and asked, "If we can get the drug would you be able to help him?"

Hearing that possiblity, Brooke raised her tearful gaze, "Y-Yes! If I find the poison, you’ll be able to cure him, right?!"

Anders looked over her shoulders at her colleagues, their expressions were anything but hopeful. However, she inhaled sharply, relaxing her tensed shoulders before giving her response.

"I can’t guarantee you anything, but it’s worth a shot. It’s our best and only option to save Mr Grayson’s life." She took a look around the room, then added, "But that would mean, finding the person who did this under a day. I suggest we involve the police-."

Gilbert tightened his fists, "That won’t-"

"That won’t be necessary!" Brooke declared, cutting him off. She turned to Hannah, and grabbed her tightly by the wrist, "It’s her! She laced Mr Grayson’s medicine!"

"What? I would never!" Hannah defended, struggling against Brooke’s grip.

But Brooke ignored her and had some maids come over, "Take her and make sure she’s locked up!" Getting off the ground, Brooke staggered to Gilbert, who swiftly rushed over, meeting her halfway.

Latching onto him for support she said, "Make sure she confesses! I don’t care what you have to do, just please...don’t let my husband die." Tears flowed freely from the wells of her eyes.

Hannah continued to struggle against the maids dragging her out, "Mrs Grayson! Please! Believe me! I’m not the enemy here!" She cried out, but Brooke would not even spare her a glance.

She immediately switched her focus to Gilbert, "You know I wouldn’t harm the young master! Tell her old man-"

But Gilbert cut her off, "Tie her up in the basement!" He lowered his gaze to a sobbing Brooke, "Don’t worry, I’ll stop at nothing to make her cough up the truth."

Choked with tears, Brooke couldn’t help but nod. "T-Thank you." She whispered over Hannah’s frantic cries for help.

To the remaining maids, Gilbert ordered, "You two, take Mrs Grayson to her room-"

Brooke cut him off, "I want to stay with my husband!"

"That isn’t possible, his condition isn’t stable-" he was saying, but doctor Anders dismissed his answer.

"If we have you disinfected and prepped, you can stay with him, maybe hearing your voice will help him hold out for a little longer." She said.

Turning to her colleagues she added, "In the meantime, we’ll continue to examine the drug Gilbert turned in from that maid. From our tests so far, we doubt those pills were the ones laced into Mr Grayson’s medication."

Brooke detached herself from Gilbert, "Please, just do everything you can doctor." She told her right before leaving with the maids and two of Anders’ colleagues to get ready to be disinfected.

"Mrs Grayson, you are welcome to our store." A slender woman in blue uniform, greeted, her hands placed in front of her.

Sloane kept a straight face, "It’s about time, I sent that pendant to your boss for appraisal for a while now. How dare he make me come all this way? Doesn’t he know who he’s dealing with?" She hissed, her hands folded across her stomach.

The staff kept her head down, "My apologies Mrs Grayson, please, come with me." She nervously stretched her hand out, directing Sloane towards the elevator.

They went in, and for the entire ride Sloane had her mind in a hundred places.

’That brat Matthew just had to get engaged to that Rosamund girl. Now father-in-law is showing Malcolm’s side some interest. That kid was nothing impressive, so how did he get William to do that? What trick did he use-’ her thoughts were disrupted the sound of the elevator’s ding sound.

"Mrs Grayson this way-"

"I can manage the rest by myself, now scram!" She ordered as she got down from the elevator.

"Yes ma’am!" The staff said over the sound of Sloane’s heels clanking against the tiles.

As the staff member returned back in the elevator, she couldn’t help but wonder what sort of jewelry’s appraisal would require a Grayson member coming in person to the office.

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