Chapter 2374

Chapter 2374

Clarice turned around, her eyes scanning the empty hallway as an icy chill ran down her spine.

She had heard someone calling her "Rosalind Gold", a name she had long since abandoned. That was a remnant of a past she believed she had put to rest for good. Yet now, it was resurfacing, threatening to drag her back into memories she had sworn to kill.

For years, she believed she had cut off all ties with her former self, but hearing the name she had carried for over two decades still triggered an instinctive response.

"Dr. Amaryllis!" At that moment, a man who appeared to be a director approached with a respectful smile, followed by two medical staff.

"I've prepared the latest batch of drugs. Should we administer it to the test subjects today?"

"How many times must I tell you?" Clarice's voice turned icy as she fixed her gaze on him." They are not test subjects. They are patients. Don't make it sound as if we're monsters."

The man chuckled and responded, "Of course, you're absolutely right!"

"By the way," Clarice added, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Did you see anyone suspicious while you were on your way here?"

The trio exchanged confused glances.

is tightly guarded-it's almost impossible for anyone

complacent. We're in Savrow now, not Meridan. Better safe than

had also been summoned to the hospital to

a couple of medical staff wheeling a hospital bed in his direction. At first, he

me... Please... Save

cold gaze dropped to the source of

trembling. Her thin arm, peeking out

narrowed, and he paused in his steps. The girl's tear-filled eyes locked

on the brink of death. But this girl's gaze struck him in a way that his

her face full of hopelessness, was

staff by the arm, his deep voice trembling slightly. "She's still alive, isn't

instructed us to deal

he asked, "Was it a

staff member replied indifferently, as if they were discussing the weather. "But even if it hadn't, she's terminally ill. She'd die sooner or later anyway, so it's better to put her out of her

her out of her misery?" Jace's fists clenched involuntarily, the veins on his hand bulging, mirroring the storm brewing in

himself as a virtuous man, but the inhumanity of these

shortly. You're responsible for watching over that man tonight. This is a

as though

clutching his neck and wincing in

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