Chapter 1711 Running Out Of Time

"Sir, are you Old Master Loewe?"

Finally recovering from the shock, Rosalie mentally matched the person in front of her with the photo of the Old Master when he was young.

Old Master Loewe nodded. He asked with concern. "How are you feeling now?"

Rosalie sat up straight respectfully. "Thank you for your concern, sir. I feel better now for the time being. It's rude of me to sit and greet you like this."

She tried to get out of bed as she spoke.

The old man waved his hand. "It's okay, you are a patient. Don’t bother with the formalities."

He turned to look at Byron. "How did Miss Jacobs wake up? Did some expert develop the antidote?"

Byron pressed Rosalie's shoulders, made her sit on the bed, and said, "I managed to get some from Xander Lancer, but the dosage was not enough to remove all the toxins in Rosalie's system. I’m afraid I’ll still your help for the remaining poison, sir."

Old Master Loewe nodded knowingly. "Of course."

He re-emerged from hiatus this time with the sole