CHAPTER 162

Alan, whose face was turning red with the effort of the breathing had his throat relax with a sudden relief, the antidote coursing through his veins to counteract the poison.

His face went pale as the pain eased and air started flowing through his lungs gradually and he drew a deep, shuddering breath.

He released a shaky sigh, his chest heaving with the effort of breathing as the antidote restored his health.

“Come on, it is time to prepare for Rose Billing’s burial and memorial,” Della reminded Alan immediately after he got back to his health.

It was as if it was back to business immediately as they ignored the waitress to her misery.

Alan, though knew that there had to be something going on among his seven miners for something as important as the coma of one of them to happen and him not being informed about it.

He gritted his teeth in anger because the ground rules were that information about the mining should be kept from their family members but not from him. It appeared that the
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