The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 432

In a clandestine surveillance room somewhere.

Calista's wrists were bound by handcuffs, surrounded by stark white walls that seamlessly blended with the door. A shiver ran down her spine, and fear pounded in her heart.

She had been knocked unconscious by Percival and when she came to, she found herself trapped in this sterile cell, too terrified to resist.

Had her research on the viruses been discovered? Would that mean the death penalty?

No, it couldn't be!

Lost in thought, Calista was jolted back to reality by the sound of the door unlocking. Her eyes widened in alarm as she watched the door intently.

Soon after, a figure in a black trench coat entered the room. It was Mr. B, who tossed a key toward her without a word.

It was the key to her cuffs.

"Mr. B, what's going on? Where am I? Do I still have to return to the lab?"

Before she could get her bearings, Calista was met with a slap that sent her tumbling to the floor.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as the blow nearly knocked her out.

"Fool, who gave you permission to collaborate with Fiona behind our backs?" Mr. B's voice was harsh and undisguised. There was no need for pretense anymore; Calista's identity had been exposed, and from now on, she could only operate under strict surveillance.

Calista was stunned. Mr. B was a woman?

Mr. B removed her hat, revealing Astrid's familiar face, the disguise still in place, "Tell me, where is Boar Poison?"

Calista, regaining her senses, was shocked to see Mr. B's true appearance.

"You're Vivienne's sister!"

B merely rolled her eyes, "Answer

didn't give me Boar Poison. She said she'd hand it over at

be the moment to

goods for GTO had always depended on Fiona's

assumed Fiona was working alone, never suspecting she had an organization backing

replicate Boar Poison, especially since Karen's research had been largely

Boar Poison had resurfaced, GTO was determined to

floor, Mr. B

hesitated before placing

her arm might rip from its socket. The next instant, Mr. B had her

face before her inspired a deep-seated terror, "I...

medical expertise. If you can't produce the

was playing with fire, one

develop it,

a few

you. You'll be taken to your new lab, remember, you only have

disdainfully,

of foul liquid, shedding tears of regret. Her remorse was beyond words. If only she had known Vivienne was Specter Healer, she never would have

At TCL Labs.

had brought Vivienne

not here, and we're not allowed in

nodded, "Carry on

sidelong glance at the hat-wearing woman behind Percival, his

a beautiful woman! But who would dare to look

better, Holden

to Calista's office door, which now

slid it through the reader and with a beep, the

full

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