Chapter 223

Chapter 223

Warren was speechless.

He couldn’t find anything obvious about it.

Finally, he, who was way less intelligent than Quinlyn, figured it out.

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Warren said, “So, you figured out that Edward was an imposter and then you discovered everything and decided to play

dumb?”

“Yes, Xena.” Quinlyn paused for a moment before continuing, “The game was designed to make me feel sad and hurt. So it would only end if I played along

It suddenly dawned on Warren that Quinlyn didn’t hate Xena for a legit reason.

He asked, “He wasn’t Edward. Then why did you…”

He wanted to ask Quinlyn why she killed Xena.

He didn’t finish his words but Quinlyn understood it. However, she didn’t answer.

For the first time, Quinlyn returned to the building the wealthy man had given her and threw herself onto the bed, falling fast asleep.

Tonight’s turmoil and exhaustion had completely drained her.

Warren didn’t press her any further. After treating his wounds, he quietly guarded the living room.

She slept until dusk. The setting sun streamed in and the door finally opened.

Quinlyn woke up. Wearing clean clothes, she walked out with a calm face, showing no sign of the near–death experience and emotional breakdown she had suffered in the game last night.

Warren asked, “Where are you going?”

Quinlyn said, “The lab.”

Warren asked, “But what about the boss?”

Quinlyn said, “I’ll do it later.”

Warren followed her back to the original lab.

The data and information had been searched thoroughly, but the materials were all still there.

He glanced at the refrigerator in the lounge. “There’s no magnet on the fridge.”

Quinlyn said, “I lied to them.”

Warren was speechless.

He thought, ‘Okay, she really got some nerves.

her gloves and goggles and started to work.

said, “But the formula is

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was speechless

he should bow down to

in her enemy’s territory

wouldn’t

her skillfully mixing all

to

hands paused and she murmured, “Uh–huh.”

was up to, and a flicker of anticipation crossed his face.

to happen

how many more would die in the jungle, in

trace. Their cases would be cold cases for the police. No one would ever know they ended up on this island, hidden from even satellite surveillance, being playthings

resting place would be the bellies of

again and took the glass elevator to

door opened, she was greeted by a burst of

said, “Congratulations,

island who

any of the inviters‘ planes will be your resting place for the

table was in the hall, surrounded by a lot of people.

was apparently the owner of the island.

elderly foreigner with

was sitting in a wheelchair, apparently paralyzed, with a

seen walking

the box on the other side of the long table. She said, “I’m not leaving.”

foreigner said,

killed the hunter. No one in this

can achieve my goal

stayed here, but almost

all, she had been so determined to save

around, and showed everyone the rows of potions inside it.

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will give each of you one injection

my companions leave.”

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The desire made their mouths dry. They wished

meant fifty years of life

man at the other end of the table figured out her plan.

“You don’t want to be controlled by anyone

to

in the old man’s eyes.

for his disabilities, he would have applauded

knew that even if she escaped, she would only become a tool

or later be caught in another round of competition. So she thought it would be better to stay in Ideal

she could appease the greed of

That made sense.

man asked the others, “What do you guys

think?”

years, Quinlyn might be able to create

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