She turned her head and instinctively looked towards Noah Drexler.
Noah Drexler's face turned gloomy, his brows furrowed tightly, and he shot a dissatisfied glance at the old man sitting opposite.
"My wife's body hasn't even gone cold yet, and you think I am in the mood to consider this?"
Listening to his words, Old Mr. Drexler couldn't help but give a glance to the servant standing behind him, then he sneered as he spoke to Noah.
"I'm not getting any younger, and since you're engaged to Autumn, everything in The Drexler Family will be yours..."
Saying this, Old Mr. Drexler sighed and continued speaking slowly.
"Of course, I know you're not interested in The Drexler Family, but... you probably really want that antidote recipe, don't you?"
After Old Mr. Drexler spoke, Noah tightened his grip on the chopsticks...
"Are you threatening me?!" His eyes turned cold, and his handsome face suddenly carried a few traces of danger!
Was he using the antidote recipe to threaten him?!
