Chapter 849

Charles’replied almost instantly, “Yes.”

Brittany’s heart skipped a beat.

“What about the kids? What happened to them in the end?”

She faintly remembered that on that ship years ago, most of them were under twelve, with the youngest still in swaddling clothes.

Charles didn’t answer directly but said instead, “The institute was reported for conducting live experiments.”

The implication was clear- none of the outcomes were good.

Brittany felt her knees weaken. “Can you look someone up for me? Joie.”

She and Isaac had escaped that ship, but Joie hadn’t. How did she survive what was basically hell on earth in that institute?

“Sure.”

After hanging up, Brittany gazed into the mirror, her reflection ghostly pale. She patted her cheeks gently, trying to bring some color back to her face.

Stepping out of the restroom, she met Isaac’s concerned gaze.

“You look awful. Are you feeling unwell?”

shook her head.

hospital, but she stopped him. “No need

couch, fixing her a cup of warm honey lemon

“Okay.”

leaning into Isaac’s embrace, drifting

notably absent from the Salter

Bri?” Grace looked around in surprise,

wasn’t feeling well. I told her

her to eat later. You take it back to her,” Grace said, her worry evident upon hearing Brittany wasn’t well.

lip in frustration, unable to fathom what made Brittany

“Alright.”

and poured

was one Leda’s family had practically begged to attend; Grace

Marcel. Seizing the moment he stepped away to the washroom, she

“Marcel, darling.”

distaste, “What do you want?”

had no affection for

do you despise

simply not interested in you,” Marcel scoffed. “I have no taste for second-hand

but a bastard child. If it wasn’t for Manuel’s favoritism,

parentage, his gaze

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