It would be better not to drink the tonic at all, let the body gradually weaken, until he can no longer bear it and softens up, that would be the best time to get rid of Charlotte. Not only should she give birth to a healthy child for her, but the day the child arrives will also be the day Charlotte descends into the Inferno.
She knew Charlotte was unaware of this matter, but she had to die. Her mistake was being beautiful and smart enough to capture all of Atlas Hallow's attention.
Putting down the bowl in her hands, her cold and dark gaze signaled the servant to take the soup away. She was already like a flower about to wither, so she might as well let herself be even more miserable. She had no way of winning. Not to mention that now, at thirty, she had her uterus and ovaries removed; even if she hadn't, she would still not be a match for Charlotte. That woman was as fresh as a budding flower on a spring branch, enough to make any man's heart flutter, let alone Atlas Hallow.
