The Author's POV

Chapter 733

The circumstances surrounding the three Grandmasters became widely known throughout the entirety of the world. Everyone, whether they were children or adults, was in some way presented with the news.

It was that viral.

Almost everyone…

"Shit, I fucked up again."

Melissa readjusted her glasses while clicking her tongue in annoyance. In front of her were a few test tubes that were releasing a gas that had no discernible odor.

She looked at Rosie.

"How many failed samples does that make?"

"About a hundred."

"The cost?"

"Over one hundred million U."

"I see…"

Melissa gave a subdued nod of her head as her hand made its way toward her chest, and she clenched her clothes. Her heart was hurting.

"What's our current budget?"

"We're almost out."

"I see…"

Melissa proceeded to sit down on a nearby stool.

She couldn't feel her legs.

With quivering lips, she weakly looked toward Rosie.

"Say… how much do you think I'd get if I sold my body?"

"You what?"

The expression on Rosie's face went through a series of abrupt changes as she was rendered speechless.

"Useless."

Melissa turned her head away from her and continued to gaze at the test tubes in front of her. She was close. She could feel it.

'So long as I get the formula right…'

"Tsk."

She clicked her tongue once more and took out her phone.

The first thing that she did was look over her research funds and determine the precise amount that was still available to her.

[3,563,000U]

Her lips quivered at the sum.

"M,maybe I should really sell my body."

Ding―!

At that precise moment, her phone started to ring. Melissa picked up the phone while frowning and responded to the call.

"Yes?"

[Mrs. Hall, there's a guest that wants to meet you downstairs.]

"Does he have an appointment?"

[No.]

"Then kick him out."

hung up the phone

head, she leaned

start by cutting down

them beforehand not to disturb her with trivial matters. The fact that they called

that

startled by a sudden whisper, and she leaped to her

Who the fuck

saw a young man with dark hair and blue eyes. He appeared to be about her age and had

was she feeling so aggravated

she'd never seen him before. Having said that, she did not

hand

and how did you

***

This was worth it.

Melissa this panicked, and I couldn't help but feel some

'I should've recorded it…'

ask you again, who the fuck are

brought me back to reality. Looking at

good minute. I mean no har… don't look at me like

"Seriously?"

said it all. It was as

to believe your words when you suddenly broke

"Ehm."

back of

She had a point.

mean any harm. If I did, I would've already

"Good point."

in her hand. It resembled a gun, but it was far from one. It didn't have any bullets and curved at

looked behind me and

did you do to

look at her assistant, who was standing behind me. She appeared to be completely motionless and without any expression at the moment. When I looked at her, memories from the past came flooding back to me, and my heart

worry about her,

"She doesn't look fine."

"She's fine."

could release her if I wanted to,

wasn't one to forget the past. Even if

she to make fun of

"Haa.."

sighed before

"Fucking hell."

usual, she threw out

you finally willing to listen to

threw a glare at

have

"You do."

nodded in a serious

do, then

just that you need to ask my permission

"…"

grew more terrifying, but I paid no mind to it. I was

a stool, I sat

get down

no idea why I was currently talking to Melissa nor had any idea why I was proposing

to Matthew, if I wanted to find out more about the current situation, then I had no choice but to

heard, you

"Yes."

while raising her glasses

by your

mind to her comments. Demonic

and

is

"Like five percent."

"That little?"

surprised by the offer, and to be honest, I

was in no

further with her was the sole factor in my decision to accept a share of the profits. If it turned out that she was one of the clues I needed to get out

I looked at her.

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