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!"

merely rolled her

hard, Calista 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 use

might be the moment to seize

involving vital goods for GTO had

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

had been unable to replicate Boar Poison, especially since

Poison had resurfaced, GTO was determined

the floor, Mr. B reached

hesitated before placing her

might rip from its socket. The next instant, Mr. B had her by the neck,

The gentle face before her inspired a

around Calista's throat, "I value your medical expertise. If you can't produce the

her. She was

will, I'll develop it, I'll definitely

from below, and with a few dripping sounds, Mr. B disgustedly threw

you. You'll be taken to your

wiping her hands disdainfully, Mr. B

crumpled in a puddle of foul liquid, shedding tears of regret. Her remorse was beyond words. If only she

At TCL Labs.

brought

approached, "The director's not here, and we're not allowed in his

nodded, "Carry on with your

no more, casting a sidelong glance at the hat-wearing

who would dare to look twice at

Holden averted

door,

slid it through the reader

full

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