He could not?
Thomas narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, “What’s the reason?”
Gael sighed and replied, "It’s very simple. If I choose to cooperate with you, it will be equivalent to standing opposite the Art Trading Corporation. Yes, you can give me the antidote to help me get through this month, but what about the following months? If you fail and can’t find the real antidote, then I only have one month left to live... Mr. Mayo, I'm sorry, but I can’t take this risk.”
It seemed to make sense.
Thomas looked at him earnestly and said, “Mr. Conway, you’re right. You’re poisoned, but I’m not poisoned. I can’t say that as I’m not exactly in your shoes. What about this? Let’s make an agreement. If I can’t get the real antidote within a month, I’ll die together with you. What do you think?”
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