Just as he expected, Vermes Marley, in a manner of unveiling secrets, stared intently at him, "Your mother was skilled in poisons, and also adept at antidotes. You must have learned all her skills. For the sake of your father, save your sister's life..."
"If I save her, what are you going to offer me?" Henry seized every opportunity to negotiate terms with him.
Who could tell if this ruthless man was using him just to make him return and become the prince?
Or rather, why wouldn't Vermes Marley retrieve Edbert Walker and his deeply hidden mother Sally Jefferson, but instead insisted that he become the future Emperor?
"Whatever you want, just say it." Vermes Marley's eyes slightly narrowed, a hint of cunning quickly flitted across.
"I haven't decided yet. I'll let you know once I've figured it out."
Like father, like son—Henry was equally cunning. He curled his lips and said, "There are so many people here, you won't go back on your word then, will you?"
