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Chapter 210: Indeed Something’s Wrong

Chapter 210: Indeed Something’s Wrong

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

Sophia Rivers concealed the unnaturalness on her face and lightly snorted. “I heard you went back to Northern Territory to recognize your relatives. You’re back so soon?”

Her tone carried that familiar air of strained civility. The kind that barely masked the animosity simmering

beneath the surface.

A research technician nearby looked up from her work station. She had clearly been listening to our exchange, probably confirming the rumors of discord between us healers.

I halted before Sophia, my expression unwavering. “You know so much about my affairs. You must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes, right?”

The accusation hung in the air between us like a blade waiting to fall.

Sophia feigned innocence with practiced ease. She dismissed my insinuation with a laugh that sounded hollow in the sterile laboratory air.

“I really don’t know what ‘Healer Elena‘ means by that.”

I turned to the research technician without missing a beat. “Could you give us a moment alone, please?”

The technician nodded quickly and gathered her materials. She clearly wanted no part of whatever confrontation was brewing between us.

Once we were alone, I shed the pretense of politeness entirely. My tone hardened like steel cooling in winter

air.

“Whether you really don’t understand or not is no longer important. Even if you escape today, you won’t escape tomorrow.”

Sophia’s smile faltered for just a moment. Then she retorted with false bravado.

“You’re not here to warn me, are you?”

I offered no direct answer. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken threats.

Sophia closed the distance between us. She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper that made my skin.

crawl.

“It’s a pity, you can’t do anything to me. Even if you are the daughter of the Whitmore family, I’m not afraid of you.”

malicious satisfaction. “Who will

instinctively. The deliberate

under surveillance would play directly into her hands. She wanted me to

ammunition against

A faint smile graced my lips as Sophia turned

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about the identity of your

was a carefully aimed barb. I watched as it hit its

Suspicion clouded her features as she processed my

with forced indifference. “I’m an orphan, where

“Even if I did have them, they didn’t raise me, so

do with

offering no further explanation. Sometimes the most powerful

I watched Sophia’s retreating figure, my smile faded. It was replaced by a thoughtful frown

my brow

outward reaction, the seed of doubt had been planted. It would grow in the darkness

turned my attention to the research report on the desk. The

thought.

(Sophia Rivers’s POV)

in my healing office, my face betrayed the inner turmoil I was desperately trying to hide. I cursed Elena’s unexpected arrival under my

perfect, thwarting my attempt to photograph the crucial

mind like a persistent ache. What

parents?

bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. The notion was

never met my biological parents. They had abandoned me as an infant, leaving

couldn’t allow Elena to manipulate me with empty promises and

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

my desk reviewing the latest batch of experimental

understand the

my workstation with hesitant steps. Her expression

something important

from my calculations. “What can I

Healer Sophia’s visit to your lab earlier,” she

my full attention. “What specifically did she

shifted uncomfortably. “She claimed Professor Andrew Kelly sent her to review the research

suspicion. That explanation made

familiar with every aspect of the werewolf healing

Sophia to review results

amiss. The pieces of this puzzle were starting to form a

asked cautiously, “Is

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