Christopher's mother suffered from Alzheimer's, and it had reached a critical stage. So he longed for this new drug to save his mother's life.

"Contact Chief Willow and send reliable people to handle this matter properly."

"Understood."

At this moment, his phone vibrated. Seeing the caller ID, Christopher immediately straightened his back and picked up the call after taking a deep breath.

"Sir."

"The experiment failed again?" Grant's voice was smooth and calm, but the tone was oppressive, making Christopher feel suffocated.

Christopher knew the failure had nothing to do with him since he did not develop the drug, but his heart still tightened.

"Yes..."

a long way

tone becoming gentler. "But your plan was good. I didn't expect the Larson family to get involved so soon. Chris, I was right about you. It seemed like supporting you

Chris... Chris...

distant memory he

a delicate, doll-like face stood on a steep hill, basking in the gentle and warm sunlight. Her spirited eyes shone as if they carried

toward him. "Don't be scared! I'll pull

side, he forgot about

great difficulty and held it tightly.

that he could not forget for the rest of his life. A sea of roses grew wildly across

loved the girl

away the sting in his eyes as if a needle had pierced his

he had nothing-no roses, no

had was a world woven with bloodlust and desire, pulling him deeper into the

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