In a clandestine surveillance room somewhere.

Calista’s wrists were bound by handcuffs, surrounded by stark white walls that seamlessly blended with the door. A shiver ran down her spine, and fear pounded in her heart.

She had been knocked unconscious by Percival and when she came to, she found herself trapped in this sterile cell, too terrified to resist.

Had her research on the viruses been discovered? Would that mean the death penalty?

No, it couldn’t be!

Lost in thought, Calista was jolted back to reality by the sound of the door unlocking. Her eyes widened in alarm as she watched the door intently.

Soon after, a figure in a black trench coat entered the room. It was Mr. B, who tossed a key toward her without a word.

It was the key to her cuffs.

“Mr. B, what’s going on? Where am I? Do I still have to return to the lab?”

Before she could get her bearings, Calista was met with a slap that sent her tumbling to the floor.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as the blow nearly knocked her out.

“Fool, who gave you permission to collaborate with Fiona behind our backs?” Mr. B’s voice was harsh and undisguised. There was no need for pretense anymore; Calista’s identity had been exposed, and from now on, she could only operate under strict surveillance.

Calista was stunned. Mr. B was a woman?

Mr. B removed her hat, revealing Astrid’s familiar face, the disguise still in place, “Tell me, where is Boar Poison?”

Calista, regaining her senses, was shocked to see Mr. B’s true appearance.

“You’re Vivienne’s sister!”

Mr. B merely rolled her eyes, “Answer my question.”

Fiona didn’t give me Boar Poison. She said she’d hand it over at the critical moment for me to use on Vivienne. Today,

ground her molars in

this might be the moment to seize

goods for GTO

she had an organization backing her, one with the capability to acquire

especially since Karen’s research had been largely destroyed and couldn’t

Poison had resurfaced, GTO

floor, Mr.

before placing

from its socket. The next instant,

face before her inspired a deep-seated

Calista’s throat, “I value your medical expertise. If you

run through her. She was

it, I’ll definitely get

with a few dripping sounds, Mr. B

for you. You’ll be taken to your new lab,

hands disdainfully, Mr. B

of regret. Her remorse was beyond words. If only she had known Vivienne was Specter Healer, she

At TCL Labs.

had brought

Holden approached, “The director’s not

on with

at the hat-wearing woman behind

who would dare

Holden averted

Vivienne to Calista’s office door, which now sported a

magnetic card from nowhere, he slid it through the

Wolf, you’re full of surprises,”

“It’s a necessary skill

the so-called essential skills at Vanguard Agency,

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