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!"

merely rolled her eyes, "Answer

don't know. Fiona didn't give me Boar Poison. She said she'd hand it over at the critical moment for me to use on Vivienne. Today, I didn't receive it." Mr. B ground her molars

the moment to seize Boar Poison, but Fiona had

vital goods for GTO

had an organization backing her, one with the capability to

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

had resurfaced,

floor, Mr. B reached

Calista hesitated before placing her hand

fierce yank, Calista felt as though her arm might rip from its socket. The next instant, Mr. B had her by the neck, "Calista, do you know why I've spared

through Calista. The gentle face before her inspired a

"I value your medical expertise. If you can't produce

run through her. She was playing with fire,

develop it,

smell wafted up from below, and with a few dripping sounds,

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

disdainfully, Mr. B turned

a puddle of foul liquid, shedding tears of regret. Her remorse was beyond words. If only she had known Vivienne was

At TCL Labs.

brought

"The director's not here, and we're

on

the hat-wearing woman behind Percival, his heart skipping a

who would dare

Holden averted his

to Calista's office door, which

out a magnetic card from nowhere, he slid it through the reader and with a

Wolf, you're full

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