Chapter 954 The Negotiation (Part One)


    A murderous look flitted across the Harper''s eyes. She was going to find out the identity of the bastard


    who orchestrated Darren''s death. ''I will kill him if that''s thest thing I do!'' she determinedly thought to


    herself.


    Derrick, the lord of Phoenix City, met the gaze of the current Darren. As he did, his stare became cold


    and piercing. For him, Darren looked too spaced out and emotionless that Daphne, his own sister, who


    was sitting beside him, was visibly looking very ufortable.


    "Darren, this is our father," Daphne reminded him in a hushed voice. Darren, however, didn''t care. All


    he could think of at the moment was Harper.


    Slowly, he closed his eyes and tried to fall back asleep. The wound on his chest was aching so badly


    that even moving a little would send him screaming in pain. Because of that, he elected to simply lie on


    his bed, ignoring everything that was happening around him. Unfortunately for him, the two people


    inside his room, intently staring at him, made him feel quite ufortable.


    "Darren, do you remember anything else?" Derrick asked slowly and gently. "You couldn''t remember


    anyone. Daphne feels deeply sad because of that."


    Once again, Darren didn''t reply, nor did he open his eyes. It seemed like he had already fallen asleep,


    his breathing steady and his long eyshes lying motionless. But then no one could rule out that he


    was just ignoring the people who were trying to talk to him.


    Derrick frowned and was about to shake Darren awake when Daphne stopped him. With a sigh, she


    led him outside to talk. "Father, please be patient," she said as she closed the door behind her. "Darren


    is seriously hurt. Yes, he seemed to have forgotten us, his family, but at least he finally woke up, right?


    Also, he remembers Harper, so he hasn''t lost all of his memory. Let''s just be patient, please."


    "Does it mean that woman is more important to him than us?" Derrick asked, annoyed. "You grew up


    with him, and you two shared the same hardships. It should be you who he remembers, not that


    married woman!"


    This also saddened Daphne to the core, but at that point, all she was thinking was how fortunate her


    brother was to survive being injured and poisoned. She wasn''t expecting too much at all, but she still


    hoped that Harper would be able to develop an antidote as soon as possible to make sure that her


    brother was saved.


    "Father, we are counting on Harper to develop the antidote that would save Darren''s life. I know your


    emotions are currently running high, but I beseech you to not cause any more trouble for her or for


    Darren." Her anxiousness was starting to take over her tone. "I''m afraid that if provoke Harper in any


    kind of way, she will give up developing an antidote. If that happens, no one will be able to help


    Darren!"


    Derrick opened his mouth to protest what his daughter just told him, but he found that he couldn''t. Only


    a bitter chuckle escaped his mouth. Yes, they were treating Darren with their own medicines as the


    Spiritual Poison continuously became stronger and more potent inside his body. Unfortunately, that


    would onlyst Darren a few days—a week, at most. If Harper decided to halt finding a cure to the


    deadly effects of the poison, there would be nothing they would be able to do other than leave Darren


    for dead. With that, Derrick turned around and left without muttering anything else.


    Harper was still busy trying to develop an antidote in the pharmacy. Being worried, Derrick decided to


    check on her progress. When he arrived, he didn''t immediately announce that he was there, electing to


    observe Harper in her natural surroundings. He saw Matthew was there, sitting beside her, seemingly


    providing her with support. Harper brewed some leaves while he read, and from time to time, they


    chatted andughed. The two looked like a couple of lovebirds.


    After a while, Derrick decided to make his presence known. "Your Highnesses," he greeted respectfully.


    "Lord Derrick," Matthew replied back. "Are you worried about your son?"


    Derrick nodded and said, "I just went to check on him and it seems like he is currently is too tired to


    talk. Daphne is especially having a hard time seeing her brother hurting. Her eyes are swollen as she


    has cried non-stop, mainly because her brother still doesn''t remember her."


    Harper''s action froze a few seconds. Darren was no longer the person he used to be, so how would he


    be able to remember Daphne? And even if he remembered her, he probably wouldn''t want to.


    She finally broke her silence after some time, saying, "He will be all right." Those were the only words


    she could think of. While she believed that Darren would get better, there was no way she could


    guarantee anything else.


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    Derrick''s facial expression became stone cold. "Daphne used to talk about you from time to time," he


    suddenly said. "And every time she did, she sounded very happy. It made me curious. Now, I finally


    understand why."


    "We''ve known each other for many, many years, Derrick. We are good friends. I think it''s normal for us


    to talk about each other. Although I''d been to Phoenix City many times, I hadn''t met you, even once. I


    understand how you''d be curious of me," Harper replied as she went back to researching medicinal


    materials. It was the right time to catch the maniptor behind the trick. All she needed to do was to


    get rid of the Spiritual Poison for Darren.


    "When will the antidote be developed?" Derrick asked softly as he looked at Harper''s back.


    "Pretty soon," Harper answered bluntly. She wasn''t sure about that one bit. But that was all she could


    tell the father of her friend.


    "I''m d to hear that. Take care of yourself, too. Don''t get sick just for making the antidote." After that,


    Derrick left with a steady pace.


    As Harper watching him leaving, a flicker of doubt shed through her eyes and soon disappeared.


    She then turned to Matthew and asked, "How is Dous?"


    "He is as arrogant as a peacock," Matthew said in a cold voice. "I don''t want to keep him alive


    anymore."


    Hearing this, Harper couldn''t helpughing and said, "Dous is simple and not good at calcting. If


    it were Felton facing the same situation, he wouldn''t have been so passive. Thus, Victoria abandoned


    Felton and chose him as the heir. She thinks that Dous is easy to be manipted."