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!"

her eyes, "Answer

dared not ask further, "I... I don't know. Fiona didn't give me Boar Poison. She said she'd hand it over at the critical moment for me to

the moment to seize

transactions involving vital goods for GTO

alone, never suspecting she had an organization backing her, one with the capability to acquire

Poison, especially since Karen's research had been

Poison had resurfaced, GTO

on the floor, Mr.

hesitated before placing her hand in Mr.

a fierce yank, Calista felt as though her arm might rip from its socket. The next instant, Mr. B had her

through Calista. The gentle face before her inspired a deep-seated terror,

fingers tightened around Calista's throat, "I value your medical expertise. If

chill run through her. She was playing with fire, one false step from

develop it, I'll definitely get it

with a few dripping sounds, Mr. B disgustedly threw

no longer an option for you. You'll be taken to your new lab,

wiping her hands disdainfully,

If only she had known

At TCL Labs.

had brought

director's not here, and we're not allowed in

on with

casting a sidelong glance at the hat-wearing woman behind Percival,

woman! But who would dare

better, Holden averted his

Vivienne to Calista's office door, which now sported a new

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

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