Chapter 892

In the dark, dim room, a man wearing a sinister-looking mask fiddled with the rosary in his hand, his presence equally sinister and creepy.

Even Varian, who had been by his side for so long, felt a chill as he respectfully reported, "Master, we've just received news that Yvette and her group are currently tracking down Wesley Carrom's whereabouts."

Ever since realizing that Yvette could very possibly be their successful test subject, they had assigned people to secretly keep an eye on her, all in order to find the opportunity to capture her.

"Wesley Carrom?" The man's eyes darkened, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Why is she looking for Wesley?"

Varian's expression shifted slightly at the question, and he replied uncertainly, "About that... We're not too sure ourselves, master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the displeasure of the masked man's face sent a chill up his spine, so he hurriedly added, "But don't worry, master! We gave Wesley a complete makeover after the incident, so he's been living under a new identity all these years. It'll be impossible for Yvette to find him!"

However, the man's displeased expression didn't fade away at his words. Instead, a sharp gaze landed on him.

the idea that I didn't want

Varian couldn't figure out what the man was thinking and decided to ask cautiously, "What

curved up in a smile under the

we're going to deliberately feed them information, allowing

to investigate the incident

snapped, expression dark. "Leaking information so that she finds Wesley is

course he wasn't really going to

the plan and hurriedly fawned, "So that's it!

opportunity, so you must capture Yvette!" demanded the man coldly, completely unaffected by Varian's flattery. "This time, failure is

to capture that perfect

hurriedly responded respectfully, "Yes, master! We'll definitely succeed in

thought of how Yvette had been sitting in front of a computer all day, his

while, baby?" he pleaded. "You've already

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