Chapter 849

Charles’replied almost instantly, “Yes.”

Brittany’s heart skipped a beat.

“What about the kids? What happened to them in the end?”

She faintly remembered that on that ship years ago, most of them were under twelve, with the youngest still in swaddling clothes.

Charles didn’t answer directly but said instead, “The institute was reported for conducting live experiments.”

The implication was clear- none of the outcomes were good.

Brittany felt her knees weaken. “Can you look someone up for me? Joie.”

She and Isaac had escaped that ship, but Joie hadn’t. How did she survive what was basically hell on earth in that institute?

“Sure.”

After hanging up, Brittany gazed into the mirror, her reflection ghostly pale. She patted her cheeks gently, trying to bring some color back to her face.

Stepping out of the restroom, she met Isaac’s concerned gaze.

“You look awful. Are you feeling unwell?”

Brittany shook her head.

Isaac, not reassured, suggested they head to the hospital, but she stopped him. “No need for a hospital. I just need some rest.”

settled her on the couch, fixing her a cup

“Okay.”

lemon juice, leaning into Isaac’s

absent

Grace looked around in

back from a trip and wasn’t feeling well. I told her to

whip up something for her to eat later. You take it back to

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in frustration, unable to fathom what made Brittany so special to warrant

“Alright.”

instructed the help to prepare something and poured Isaac a cup of

one Leda’s family had practically begged to attend; Grace hadn’t objected.

set her sights on Marcel. Seizing the moment he stepped

“Marcel, darling.”

“What do you

no affection for Joie,

despise me so?”

simply not interested in you,” Marcel scoffed. “I have no

goods.”

but a bastard child. If it wasn’t for Manuel’s favoritism,

his parentage, his gaze turning

Joie was undaunted.

who couldn’t stand on his own

bite the hand that feeds you,” Joie dropped her facade completely.

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