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.

gave you the idea that I

was thinking and decided to ask cautiously, "What do you mean,

lips curved up in a smile under the mask,

feed them

"Master, if Yvette is looking for Wesley in order to investigate the incident from the past, won't all your efforts

that she finds Wesley is simply bait with which

he wasn't really going to let

and hurriedly fawned, "So that's it! You're so

you must capture Yvette!" demanded the man coldly, completely unaffected

had to capture that perfect

respectfully, "Yes, master!

study with a glass of warm milk. When he thought of how Yvette had been sitting in front of a computer all day, his eyes shone with O

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

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