Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 226 Where Is Quincy

Calista couldn’t suppress a chuckle, realizing the twisted irony of her situation. In her previous life, Sterling and Quincy had tormented her relentlessly for three years at the research center. Now, the tables had turned dramatically, with Sterling at her mercy. Should I exact a merciless revenge, or should I allow him a swift and less painful demise?

At the same time, Sterling was summoned for a private meeting. “Dad…”

When Sterling entered the room, he resembled a junkie who had overdosed. His cheeks were hollow, his appearance drastically declined within just a few days. Whether this alarming deterioration was due to psychological torment or the virus‘ toll was unclear.

Harvey sat across him, separated by a protective barrier, his eyes icy as he scrutinized Sterling, assessing what little value he might still possess.

“I came to let you know,” Harvey began coldly, “even though you managed to bite Kallum, he’s recovered. He was administered an antibody shot, and his fever has already subsided. If all continues to go well, he might just survive this ordeal as one of the fortunate few.”

Initially, Sterling’s expression was vacant, but it shifted dramatically at Harvey’s words. His face twisted into a mask of terror.

“This can’t be possible!” His disbelief exploded as he slammed his hands against the glass, his voice escalating into a desperate shout. “I don’t believe this!”

Harvey instinctively leaned back as Sterling approached, his expression tightening in a mixture of fear and caution. “Calm down!”

his target was unharmed. The irony was maddening. Sterling clutched at his chest, feeling as though he was about to cough up

days, coughing up blood had become a grimly ironic routine for him. Although he felt no pain–whether from numbness or actual freedom from

the questions that needed asking. “I came

ago, Yelena had been calling him relentlessly, worried because Quincy seemed to have vanished, presumably

assistance.

recalled Sterling’s spiteful comments from their last

see me just to ask me this?” Sterling asked, his voice laced with bitterness. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

him; he was

eyes reddened with a mixture of rage and

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also drawn the ire of the Fairchilds. And despite your promises, you’ve failed to settle your debts and

speech fueled by Sterling’s powerless.state. However, he didn’t lose focus on

given your current state. I just need to know,

played his final card. “If you hand her over