Yvette stared at Charles for a few seconds, then let out a cold laugh

Charles clenched his fingers tightly, unable to lift his head. He knew he’d been injected with No.7 Toxin

Even if they found Miracle Doctor, he’d never be back to his peak. He’d end up a total wreck. As the head of Blaze Hall, he’d made countless enemies. If they found him like this, the line to take his life would be endless. He thought that it was better to end it himself than be humiliated by others.

Charles struggled to speak. Yve, even if I make it, I’ll be useless. Don’t worry about me.”

Yvette’s expression turned colder, irritation and fierceness in her brows. “Better to live struggling than to die. If your hands don’t work, use your feet. If your feet fail, use your head. If the body’s done, use your brains to get by. Stop whining like a kid. If I’d known I’d teach you to be like this, I’d have put a bullet in you back then.”

Flying Fish nodded in agreement. In their world, just like Charles’s, dignity meant little. Survival was everything.

Upon hearing this, Charles was utterly stunned, unable to respond.

He’d always seen Yvette as a ruthless force in training. He thought she valued dignity above all. No one had ever told him that living, even just surviving, mattered more. The Goodman family had ingrained in him that falling into enemy hands meant suicide was the only option to retain dignity.

Yvette didn’t like owing favors. She knew Charles wouldn’t be in this mess with Braydon if it weren’t for her. Years ago, she’d promised Damian to take on an apprentice and chose Charles from seventy-two candidates.

She wasn’t one for sympathy; obedient ones got help, others didn’t.

After a while, Charles looked up, eyes bloodshot, and said, “Yve, I want to live. Even if my body’s wrecked, I believe I can climb back to the top on my own.”

her long fingers tapping the armrest, a hint of a smile. “Your body won’t be wrecked. Tomorrow someone will

Flying Fish was taken aback. They both

stayed on her feet earlier in case she needed a quick escape if Yvette got mad. As for where Yvette got the antidote, neither of

together, man! I’m starting to wonder if I rescued the wrong guy. The Blaze Hall

rescue, Charles had been unemotional until Yvette

Fish gawked like she’d seen

bitterly, “I’m no longer the Blaze Hall leader. I’m just

him for years, and instead of talking things out, he hits you with the No.7 Toxin. It’s clear he’s out to torment, not kill. No wonder he’s got Everyone in Mysonna

in some flattery, gazing at Yvette with admiration. “Lucky for you, our boss is all-powerful and even got the antidote for

just received a new message. [Ms. Zeller, we found the traitor. It is Fiona, a Level 2 Pharmacist. She took 15 million dollars from Braydon and has been

were downeast long lashes casting shadows,

Flying Fish’s words. He thought, Is her boss the same as my mentor? This girl, Flying Fish, has managed to

out alone is hard enough, let alone

Toxin, from Mysonna’s top medical labs, was something even Braydon could

to worry about her, but now he saw

sobbing over the phone, his expression growing more menacing. His

her ramble. Having been thrown out of the lab, she now clung to Braydon for

family’s pharmaceutical company. If you don’t win an award at next

by Braydon’s words, Fiona promised repeatedly

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