Chapter 1752 Seven Days To Live
“What are you trying to do?” Davin asked with his guard up.
A cold gleam appeared in Lucas’ eyes. The next moment, he shoved a black pill down Davin’s throat and forced him to swallow it.
Terrified, Davin gazed at him and asked in a shaky voice, “What was that?”
“Tonic!”
“Tonic?” Davin gasped in disbelief.
“Yup, a massive replenishment for you! If you don’t hand over the key to the treasure chest within seven days, you’re doomed.”
Davin was thunderstruck as the threat reverberated in his ears.
Death beckons in seven days. So, I only have a week to live?
“Are you serious?”
“You bet!”
In a flash, Davin turned ghastly. He could not help but shiver in fear.
“You’re despicable, Lucas!”
“Oh yeah, I’m despicable, I’m shameless, and I’m a total jerk. I’m also heartless and brutal. So what? Does this come as a surprise to you, Davin?”
He continued, “You don’t have a choice. Now, get lost. Go to Daemonic Mount and ask Evan for the key. The only way you can save your worthless life is to exchange it for the antidote.”
Feeling dejected, Davin sighed.
Before this, I was resolute on rejecting Levant’s invitation when he called. Now, it seems like I must make this trip no matter what, as this is my only chance to stay alive. Had I known this earlier, I would have said yes to Levant and saved myself from getting into trouble with this bastard.
At night, Davin rang Levant. He asked if the latter wanted to join him and set off to Daemonic Mount.
The news came like a bolt from the blue for Levant that he thought he had heard Davin wrongly. He was very firm in his decision when I tried persuading him with multiple reasons. Why did he change his mind all of a sudden?
“Did I get you right, Davin? What’s up with you? Why are you having second thoughts?”
Davin struggled to come up with a justification.
Oh well, I don’t have a choice, do I? That scum made me swallow a pill!
Upon confirming the trip details with Levant, Davin heaved a long sigh again.
I should probably return to Seet Residence tonight. What if I’m gone in a week’s time? Zayden, Sheep, and my parents would be so devastated.
Therefore, Davin decided to spend some quality time with his family that night, considering that it might be his last.
A mix of emotions raged in his heart at the thought.
Sheila’s jaw dropped when she saw him walking through the door. She was clipping her nails on the couch at that time.
“W-Why are you back here?”
“Well, it’s my home. What’s so strange about seeing me here?”
“No, what I meant was, why did you come in the evening? Aren’t you always busy generating moolah at this hour?”
Davin was rendered speechless.
If it weren’t for Lucas, I’d definitely be at the hideout right now, busy crediting my bank account!
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