Chapter 338 Becoming An Idiot
Finn roared, “What does that have to do with you? I brought you here to treat people, not to ask pointless questions!”
Gizem smiled grimly, her eyes unwavering. “Treatment, eh? I got just the treatment for your illness.”
“What?”
Gizem’s charming red lips curved.
“All you need to do is to die and reincarnate!”
Right after she ended her sentence, she stood up, picked up the table lamp beside her, and swung it at Finn’s head.
Thump!
Finn was caught off guard as he did not anticipate that she would abruptly get up.
He had no idea how she got out of the rope that bound her.
With the lamp, Gizem bashed his head several times, hard.
It was not until Finn’s face was covered in blood that she finally stopped.
She got to her feet, tossing the lamp in her hand aside.
Finn, at the brink of death, looked at her. “You…”
Gizem raised her hand, showing off the ring on her slender finger. “This ring has a hidden blade in it. Pressing the ring would unleash it.”
Finn was at a loss for words.
She stepped on his chest and asked, “Tell me. Who handed me to you?”
“I don’t know,” Finn breathed weakly.
“If you don’t tell me the truth, I’m going to end you.” It was apparent that Gizem was filled with hate.
A terrified look fleeted across Finn’s eyes. “N-No!”
“Then tell me the truth!” Gizem stepped on his chest harder. “My patience is wearing thin!”
“It’s an organization called Windwell Corporation! They handed you to me.” Finn continued to explain, “When I visited the black market a few days ago to find treatment, someone said they could help me.”
“That’s impossible.” Gizem frowned. “Windwell Corporation disbanded without a trace a few years ago.”
In truth, the organization was founded by her master, Theodore, and it was supposed to be a fake organization.
Its sole purpose was to confuse those who wanted to exact revenge on him.
Nonetheless, Theodore disbanded it three to four years ago, and they all operated under the original organization called Axeworth Corporation after that.
Looking like he was in pain, Finn uttered, “I’m telling the truth. I still have their messages with me.”
He began feeling around his suit pocket.
“Don’t move!” Gizem demanded.
She crouched down and pulled out Finn’s phone.
After getting him to unlock the phone with his fingerprint, she soon found the chat logs between Windwell Corporation and him.
At first, Gizem did not believe that the organization was Windwell Corporation.
It was not until she saw the picture the organization sent that she began to doubt herself.
The picture contained Windwell Corporation’s emblem.
After she studied it, she noticed that the emblem undoubtedly belonged to Windwell Corporation. It was the real deal.
Back then, Theodore destroyed the emblem immediately after disbanding the organization.
That emblem had a marking at the bottom—it was Theodore’s signature.
Only those from Axeworth Corporation knew about this.
It was impossible for malicious outsiders who wanted to cause trouble in the guise of Windwell Corporation to notice this.
This is inconceivable.
“I’m not lying to you,” Finn hoarsely uttered. “Everything I’ve said is the truth.”
Gizem asked impassively, “What else do you know?”
“I don’t know much else, but…” Finn shook his head. “The person who brought you here said that as long as I fed you this drug, you’d listen to me obediently. I already fed you some.”
“Where’s the drug?” Gizem grabbed his collar as she questioned.
Finn pointed at his other pocket.
Gizem then fished out a bottle from it.
She popped it open before taking a whiff.
Her dark eyes quickly turned cold. “Do you know what kind of drug this is?”
“All they said is that you’d become obedient after taking some of it.” Finn spoke in a low tone.
“This is a slow-acting poison that would damage one’s brain. Taking this for a month can turn one into an idiot.” Gizem pried open Finn’s mouth. “In that case, I’ll just give them all to you!”
She stuffed the contents of the bottle directly into his mouth as she spoke.
“Don’t you want to have a son? Once you become an idiot, you won’t have to worry about that anymore!” Gizem had a lot of animosity toward him.
“Ugh…” Finn struggled against her, but she was ruthless as all she wanted was to force him to swallow everything.
Soon, most of the pills were in his mouth while some fell onto the floor.
Nevertheless, he ate most of them.
Gizem gradually loosened her grip on him as he stopped struggling.
Getting to her feet, she stared at him with hostility. “Ha! That’s what you get! I don’t know who Vivian is, but at least I’ve avenged her!”
With that, she walked out of the room.
The building was a mansion.
Judging by her surroundings, she could tell that the mansion was an old one.
The place was very quiet, and it seemed as if she and Finn were the only people there.
Seeing the car parked in the yard, Gizem was sure that she was still in Chanaea.
I don’t know who took Desi, but it could only be my master or the members of Windwell Corporation. Regardless, I need to head back. But based on what Finn said, I’ve become the suspect of Desi’s kidnapping. Samuel would never let me go because of that. I don’t have any evidence that can prove my innocence, and the only thing I can do now is to save Desi. I’ll definitely find some clues about all this when I save her.
Grabbing the car key nearby, she strode out of the mansion.
As soon as she got into Finn’s car, she ripped the hyper-realistic mask off her face.
She looked into the rear-view mirror, scrutinizing her horrifying face.
Then, she took off the second layer.
Finally, my pores could breathe now!
She had been wearing those two layers of masks almost every day before this—especially the second one.
Everyone in Axeworth Corporation thought her face was still ruined, but it had healed a long time ago.
As Gizem looked at her face in the mirror, bitterness glinted in her eyes.
“This face looks way too similar to that of Samuel’s wife,” she grumbled.
Although it’s not completely the same, it’s just too similar for me to handle. I guess this is why Master made me wear the mask constantly. It’s to avoid misunderstandings. So, where exactly did I come from? Why are there such memories in my head?
Her red lips pursed slightly.
I guess I have no choice but to ask Master.
As she pondered, she drove toward the airport.
She was sure no one would recognize her with her face.
An hour later, Gizem reached the airport.
She had prepared her ID card in advance. After buying the flight ticket, all that was left to do was board the plane.
“Kate?” A low and familiar voice suddenly sounded.
Gizem was not aware that the voice was calling for her, so she kept walking.
“Kate!” Caleb ran after her, grabbing her hand once he reached her. His eyes could not move away from Gizem’s face. “You…”
Gizem pulled her arm away. “Ah, ah.” She acted mute and shook her head vehemently.
She was afraid she would be recognized if she spoke.
Caleb furrowed his brows. “You’re not Kate?”
Gizem shook her head.
He continued to frown. “But… You look so much alike.”
They look so similar, with only a slight difference.
