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?”

her head.

to the hospital, but she stopped him. “No

fixing her a cup of warm honey lemon tea,

“Okay.”

the lemon juice, leaning into Isaac’s embrace, drifting off.

evening, Brittany was notably absent from the Salter family dinner.

in surprise,

from a trip and wasn’t feeling well. I told her to

for her to eat later. You take it

in frustration, unable to fathom what made Brittany so special to warrant

“Alright.”

tastes, instructed the help to prepare something and poured Isaac a cup of coffee,

practically

set her sights on Marcel. Seizing the moment he stepped away to

“Marcel, darling.”

in distaste, “What do you

had no affection for Joie, only

despise me so?”

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

too good for me, Marcel? You’re nothing but a bastard child. If it wasn’t for Manuel’s favoritism, you wouldn’t even be part of the

detested any mention of his parentage, his gaze turning icy in

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