"..." William nearly crushed his phone in his grip.
After finally finding a chance to be alone with Eve, he had actually forgotten that it was Tony's birthday.
Everyone had birthdays. A birthday was no big deal.
But Tony was different. He was about to die. He thought this might be the last birthday of his life, so he wanted to go truly crazy just once.
"Mr. Lister?" Eve asked when she saw William's shifting expression.
With a look of despair, William said, "I'm very sorry, Miss Granville. A friend of mine is having a birthday tonight. I'll definitely treat you to dinner another time!"
With that, he rode away without looking back, leaving a bewildered Eve alone in the wind.
Blood Toxin: 89%
The final 100% was drawing ever closer. Tony looked at himself in the mirror. Not only were there black veins faintly visible on his neck, but they had begun appearing on his cheeks as well. He knew he probably did not have much time left.
What was more frightening than death? Waiting to die. He had long known that palladium poisoning would kill him one day; he just had not expected it to happen so soon.
He was not a pessimistic person. He had tried every possible method to cure himself, but all of them had failed.
Everyone was equal before death. Whether you were a billionaire or a homeless man, a superhero or an ordinary person, death was an ending you could never escape.
Just as William had said before, when the Grim Reaper drew near, everyone's state of mind changed with it.
After speaking with Ivan, Tony looked into Anton Vanko and discovered that the man was actually connected to his father.
Perhaps this was karma. Now, he only hoped that on