Chapter 611 You Might as Well Kill Me

On the other hand, Waylen had been in the laboratory for several days and felt like he was starting to smell. So, he organized his work and returned home to shower and change his clothes.

Halfway through the drive, he was aware of someone following him from behind.

Waylen glanced through the rearview mirror and kept the car at a steady speed.

After driving for a while, he took advantage of the other person's inattention and quickly found an exit to get off the highway.

When he got under the bridge, Waylen parked his car on the side of the road. Seeing that the car following him had disappeared, he whistled proudly. Then, he traveled half a city and arrived home.

After parking the car in the underground garage, he alighted from the vehicle leisurely with the key, but he couldn't move his legs after barely two steps.

Jonathan, who was standing not far away, smiled at him.

Waylen was stunned.

Quickly, he turned around in eagerness to return to the car, only to discover that someone had also been standing behind him at some point.

Waylen flicked his hair and clicked his tongue. "I never thought I'd have such a day. Whom do you work for? Have you investigated who I am before coming here to ambush me?"

Jonathan stated, "We just want to ask you something, Mr. Woodley."

"Why do you need to bring in so many people to talk? You could have just waited for me at home instead of making me take a huge turn to get home."

Jonathan maintained his smile. "Well, our people were just following you to ensure your safety. We didn't expect you to run so suddenly."

Waylen leaned against the car, feeling no nervousness despite the situation. "Just tell me what you want to ask. I need to hear it before deciding whether or not to answer."

Jonathan didn't say anything and took a step to the side.

In the next second, a tall figure appeared in Waylen's sight and stared at him with unemotional black eyes.

Waylen was surprised by Aidan's appearance.

At this point, he really wanted to run away.

Aidan's voice was cold. "Are you planning to talk here?"

Waylen immediately straightened up. "Please follow me."

In the elevator, he stood by the door, feeling restrained. Jonathan was standing next to Waylen while Aidan leaned against the carriage at the back.

was brimming with a

he even bothered to head home to shower and change clothes because he felt a little dirty and smelly as a

I'm being caught red-handed,

couldn't express

the elevator, and as the

The elevator door

move

strides,

wonder, Please don't tell me that man knows where

seconds later, Aidan stopped in front of the

he knew where

walked over to press his

walked straight inside. "Feel free to sit. No need to be

as he was about to press the button to contact Lachlan through the hidden cabinet, Jonathan appeared

Waylen gave up struggling.

opposite

of pressure, with him raising his

ask me something, right? What is it? I will tell you everything I

that, Jonathan

back at the garage,

child's condition." His tone was neither cold nor

already told Miss McKinney about this in detail. Didn't she tell

want to hear it

a fight, he could only yield and repeat what

couch with the same expression as

is complicated, and you can't visit the child because the laboratory does not allow outsiders

didn't answer but asked, "How long will

confirmed, as the treatment plan hasn't been

two years enough

treatment plan as before. I

lips, and his face

couldn't express his

deathly silence spread throughout the elevator, and as the air

issue with this thing. We have not found a breakthrough point yet, but

him. "What do you mean by more severe

slightly furrowed eyebrows. "Someone modified the nutrient

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