The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1315

Before long, Manuel had successfully mixed the semi-finished potion Ben had been working on with some other solutions. With a steady hand, he used a dropper to add two drops into a glass vessel set aside for testing. Inside that vessel? Just blood.

After completing this series of steps, Manuel stood off to the side, eyes fixed on the glass vessel, watching the chemical reaction with bated breath. If this potion, designed to enhance human cellular molecules, worked, it could be a game- changer for folks in certain specialized fields.

A minute ticked by, and the readout on the detection instrument stayed flat. No movement, no reaction.

Manuel frowned, pacing in front of the vessel, hands clasped behind his back. How could there be no reaction? Last time, the potion had a clear response with the blood in less than ten seconds.

"Hang tight," Ben said calmly from beside him.

Manuel nodded, trying to stay patient. Another two minutes slipped by, and then the data on the instrument began changing rapidly.

Manuel adjusted his glasses and moved closer to the bio-computer, scanning the chaotic data that was wildly different from before. The printer beside him hummed to life, spitting out a detailed report. What once had over fifty parameters now showed less than twenty.

He grabbed the printout, eyes darting over it quickly. The values were all over the place compared to last time. His brow furrowed, and he handed the sheet to the other two professors nearby. "Take a look at this."

breakdown of over fifty elements into just eighteen?" one of

used this on a person?" the

exchanged bewildered looks, clearly thrown off by this unexpected twist

took back the printout, and after glance,

up. There's

"This

mistake somewhere."

the printout, a mysterious glint in

data steps

when mixing. We shouldn't

data, Manuel moved over

internal phone, and dialed

you get... Mirabella,

Manuel had planned to hash things out with Nick, but Dr.