The man's smile faded slightly, and he curled his lips. "You're quite protective, aren't you?"

Not wasting words, Wilfred brushed past him and entered the facility, with Karina following closely.

As they passed, the man leaned in toward Karina and murmured in a low voice, "I just wonder if the one being protected is actually worth it."

Karina stopped in her tracks, glancing back at him as they reached the elevator.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised that she turned around.

She met his gaze and said evenly, "Why don't you wait and see?"

Ignoring the sudden spark in the man's eyes, she stepped into the elevator and took a deep breath.

Wilfred glanced at her briefly as she lagged behind but said nothing.

*

moved about within a severely limited range-about five steps from the bed to the washroom, no more than ten

furnishings were sparse: a single table, a few chairs, a bedside lamp, and a stack of books on a small cabinet. There was

corner of the room, tiny red dots blinked. Surveillance cameras monitored the

couldn't help but scoff. "Keeping someone in a room like this? It's a wonder they haven't gone insane yet." Wilfred glanced at the screen, his

required a group vote, and while

ultraviolet rays from

Wilfred's lips curled in a faint,

that such nonsense had come from

treat someone like this. This isn't curing or

she entertained the wild thought of breaking the

grounded her. It wasn't just impossible. It would implicate Wilfred as

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