Spoiled by Mr. Russell

Rhea approached the computer and realized it was still working. However, she dared not touch it.

A while later, Fred entered in his robe. He yawned, looking a bit upset as he asked, “What’s so important that you had to see me in the middle of the night?

Do you think you can do whatever you want just because I praised you recently?” “No, Your Grace. It’s about something important,” Rhea quickly explained, “We’re supposed to proceed with R10 tomorrow, but no one has told us about the procedure until now.

“I fear we will make irreversible mistakes and affect the experiment’s outcome.” Fred looked at her as he impatiently sat down behind the desk. “That’s it?

Someone will give each of you a handbook on what to do tomorrow. Now, all you have to do is rest.” “But…” Rhea noticed he was about to leave and quickly said, “But we might not be prepared then.”

“The experiment is not as complicated as you imagine, all right?” Fred said dismissively, “With your abilities, I’m sure you guys will be able to do it.”

“Although I didn’t create R10, I know what ingredients it contains. Even

see it fail, right? Even though we can start over and make adjudgments when the subjects are harmed or dead, it

spoke desperately

pensive, seemingly

it over and over. I have no idea how much the others know about R10, but I believe

from start to finish when Lily created it, and I think she’s hiding something

straight, asking solemnly. He was unaware of this, and Lily had never mentioned

feel there’s something amiss about the lab data. I’m not sure if she did it

words, the data is inaccurate,” Rhea recalled what she read, “If R10 is problematic, no matter how careful we are tomorrow, I’m afraid