Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1150

The young man glared at him for a few tense seconds before speaking up, "So, what do you want from me?"

"I'm here to make a deal. You spill what you know, and I'll get people on trying to save your hide. Whether they manage to or not, well, that's on you."

"And if I don't wanna talk?" the young man challenged.

"Simple. I leave, and you can kiss your ass goodbye," Tarquin replied with an indifferent shrug.

The young man ground his teeth in frustration.

He had anticipated Tarquin coming to him, but not like this. So calm, so detached. He had expected Tarquin to do everything in his power to pry information out of him, not act like he didn't give a damn.

The young man couldn't get a read on Tarquin's psyche and didn't dare push too hard. After all, staying alive was his top priority, and right now, Tarquin was his only lifeline.

"I don't know his real identity. All I know is there's a massive research facility beneath the newspaper office. They've been conducting experiments in secrecy, using the staff as their guinea pigs," the young man reluctantly shared.

"Guinea pigs?"

"Yeah, they'd inject us with stuff periodically, keep us under constant surveillance, taking notes on every possible metric."

they researching?"

dark as much as you are. All I know is that we

worked at that newspaper too. Was she one of their lab

asked, "What

it's the result of

your parents

they thought you had it, but then realized you were clueless

item would only be hidden somewhere

they've been watching you, from childhood up

"But he's been trying to kill me too, why? How would he find the item if I

didn't want

needing what your mother took, they thought about@liminating you. However, when their efforts failed, they were glad you were still alive," the young man explained.

Tarquin remained silent, processing.

I can't guarantee its

look, then asked, "Have you ever

surface-level folks

wouldn't