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..."

We have a long way to

expect the Larson family to get

Chris... Chris...

distant memory he

doll-like face stood on a steep hill, basking in the gentle and warm sunlight. Her spirited

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

his side, he forgot

it tightly. Hand in hand, they reached the top of the

the rest of his life. A sea of roses grew wildly

he only loved

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

had nothing-no

he had was a world woven with bloodlust

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