Chapter 5660

Upon hearing Helena's words, Howard scoffed with a mixture of anger and disbelief. "Who do you think you are?" he questioned, his voice filled with disdain. "My Rothschild family... with the best medical... team in the world... would never make such claims... And yet, here you are... claiming that you can cure me." Helena smiled confidently and replied, "Your team may not have the answers, but I do." With a flourish, she pulled out the Life Saving Pill that Charlie had given her from her handbag. Holding it out to Howard, she continued, "This pill comes from the ancient and mysterious East. Once you take it, you will be restored to your former self. To ease your doubts, I'm willing to let you try one-tenth of it for free. Experience its effectiveness firsthand, and then we can negotiate calmly." Howard, almost without hesitation, sneered and said, "I.. I will... will never believe... believe in such a crude pill! Th... There is no... sci... scientific basis for... for this rubbish!" Helena responded with a touch of disdain, "If you're such a believer in science, then why do you fear the Warriors Den? Are they truly a match for the Rothschild family in terms of scientific knowledge?" Howard was momentarily taken aback. He knew that the Warriors Den was mysterious, ancient, and powerful, but he couldn't quite grasp their true nature. As for matters of cultivation, like most Westerners, he dismissed them entirely. Seeing his confusion, Helena pressed on. "Mr. Rothschild, let me be frank. I have no interest in getting close to your family, forming alliances, or even becoming friends. I am here solely to discuss this business with you. You need not doubt my motives. By coming here in person, I not only represent myself but also the reputation of the Nordic Royal Family. I would never harm you." With that, she picked up a glass from Howard's bedside and noticed a quarter of water still remaining. Using her leaf-shaped brooch, she scraped off a tenth of the Life Saving Pill and dropped it into the cup, watching it dissolve. Howard, observing her actions, nervously warned, "What... What are you doing? I... I warn you not to mess around! If.. If anything happens to me... the Ro... Rothschild family will never for... forgive you!" Helena chuckled softly and questioned him, "Mr. Rothschild, do you really think harming you would benefit me? If you were to die, not a single cent of your immense wealth would end up with me. Moreover, I would have to shoulder the legal consequences and the disgrace of your demise. How could I, as the queen of Norway, allow myself to be drawn into such a predicament?" Howard acknowledged the logic in her words, yet his apprehension was evident as he observed her movements and stammered, "Then... then what do you intend... to do with that... that pill?" Helena responded with calm assurance, "I intend for you to take it first. Your stuttering makes communication quite challenging. If you take these pills, it could alleviate your stuttering and conserve your energy. Don't you agree?" Approaching Howard's bedside, she noticed his alarmed expression and said, "I apologize, Mr. Rothschild. Our royal family usually conducts itself with utmost dignity. Today's actions were a tad impolite, merely a means to expedite matters. Please be understanding."

Howard, panicked, protested, "You... don't approach... stay back..." As he attempted to reach for the call bell, his hemiplegic condition, compounded by his nervousness, rendered him nearly immobile. Helena gave him no opportunity to resist. She pinched his cheeks, forcing his mouth open, and poured the water mixed with Life Saving pill directly into his mouth. Frightened, Howard's face blanched, and though he attempted to kick and struggle, his trembling legs lacked the strength. Believing Helena intended to poison him, fear nearly caused him to faint. He wanted to eject the water she had administered, but Helena did not afford him the chance. Holding the cup in one hand, she abruptly tilted his chin upward with the other and commanded softly, "Swallow it!" As his chin was lifted, his esophagus opened, allowing the liquid to flow directly into his stomach, and he consumed it entirely. Fear filled Howard's eyes, as he braced himself for what he believed was an imminent demise. The next moment, feeling an unfamiliar warmth in his stomach, Howard's fear escalated, thinking, "Helena, this venomous woman! She must have poisoned me! The poison's taking effect; I'm done for... It's lamentable that I, Howard I, should meet such an ignominious end!" Outraged, Howard exclaimed, "Helena! God will... certainly consign you to hell!" Helena inquired, "And why would God send me to hell?" Howard accused, "You've poisoned me! How could God possibly forgive you!" Helena, smiling, observed calmly, "It seems your stuttering has significantly improved. Let's see if there's been any improvement in other symptoms." Initially startled, Howard quickly realized the change and exclaimed, "Eh?! My speech... it's really smoother now..." Attempting to move, he noticed a marked improvement in his bodily control. He expressed his astonishment, "This... this is miraculous! Could it really be the effect of that pill?!" As Helena wiped her hand that had touched Howard's chin, she remarked, "Dealing with someone as obstinate as you sometimes necessitates drastic measures." She then added, "As I mentioned earlier, this pill can not only treat your condition but also enhance your overall health to be better than it was before. Do you believe it now?" Howard eagerly responded, "I believe it... I truly do! Your Majesty, could you... provide me with more of these pills? I'm eager to experience... even more pronounced effects!" Helena shook her head, explaining, "Mr. Howard, being of high stature, you might not frequent supermarkets. While supermarkets and airports offer samples, they don't allow for trial consumption before purchase decisions. Hence, until we settle on a price, I cannot supply you with more pills. I hope you understand." Without hesitation, Howard declared, "Agreed! If this... this pill can fully heal me... I... I'm willing to pay... 100 million US dollars!" Surprised, Helena glanced at her watch, smiled, and said, "I apologize, Mr. Howard, but I must be going. Please, take your time to recover. And, unless it's urgent, refrain from contacting me. My schedule is quite hectic, and I prefer not to be disturbed. Goodbye!"