Spoiled by Mr Russell

Rhea approached the computer and realized it was still working. However, she dared not touch it.

A while later, Fred entered in his robe. He yawned, looking a bit upset as he asked, "What's so important that you had to see me in the middle of the night? Do you think you can do whatever you want just because I praised you recently?"

"No, Your Grace. It's about something important," Rhea quickly explained, "We're supposed to proceed with R10 tomorrow, but no one has told us about the procedure until now.

"I fear we will make irreversible mistakes and affect the experiment's outcome."

Fred looked at her as he impatiently sat down behind the desk. "That's it? Someone will give each of you a handbook on what to do tomorrow. Now, all you have to do is rest."

"But..." Rhea noticed he was about to leave and quickly said, "But we might not be prepared then."

all right?" Fred said dismissively, "With your

"Although I didn't create R10, I know what ingredients it contains. Even a slight error in dosage could harm

for the experiment for so long, I'm sure you don't wish to see it fail, right? Even though we can start over and make adjudgments when the subjects are harmed or

desperately

seemingly

I carefully considered it over and over. I have no idea how much the others know about R10, but I

was there from start to finish when Lily created it,

do you mean?" Fred sat up straight, asking solemnly. He was unaware of this, and Lily had never mentioned it

secretly read her notes once. I feel there's something amiss about the lab data. I'm not sure if she did

words, the data is inaccurate," Rhea recalled what she read, "If R10 is problematic, no matter

sentence, but it was